Feel the taste of hate release its bitterness
Caught up in
A freezing winter sweeps the land
A creeping frost sets in
The
Min søkens hjemmel
Mitt sorte hjertes savn
er kommet til en ende
Mitt
As blood for wolves for riches and lust
Onward with hammers
Fra sin sjels side han vandret
Over heden han gikk
Med valkyriene
Hørte du i Hafrsfjord hvor hardt de sloss der,
Storaettet konge
Waiting for the morning
For the sun to climb the mountains
For
I still dream of paradise
I still wake up crying
I've seen
For ages I have driftedThrough storms & mists of greyWith
Waiting for the morningFor the sun to climb the mountainsFor
On the other side we'll standWe're the strongIn another world
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