En mann drog for å lage ild
Om hjertet brant hans sjel, var vill
I et slag hvor far var glemt, det ble hans lange, kalde siste vinter
Vræææææl
En kriger stor, med kovnet sinn
I tåkedal, han ble ført inn
Fra sitt ariske palass
Det ble han siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter
Kvitekrist og jøder feirer nå
De tror at Odin ville forgå
Men kampen den har nå begynt
Det er hans største ærefulle seier
One man went to make a fire
His heart was burning, wild was his soul
In a battle where the father was forgotten, it became his lang, cold last winter
Scream
A great warrior, with a strangled mind
He was led into a foggy valley
From his Aryan palace
It is his last, long, cold last winter
Whitechrist and Jews are now celebrating
They thought that Odin would perish
But the battle has now begun
It is his last big honourable victory
Sitting here looking out the window at the fresh snow smoking a cig and listening to this is giving me goose bumps more than any song has before this is the perfect combination of beauty and true black metal
One of my favourite black metal songs.. It reminds me Ea Lord of the depths by Burzum. I love black metal with melodic and sad riffs. Burzum and Darkthrone are my favourite