: Every move that we make are for our own sake You see yourself in the eye of others, why the hell do you bother? You are the civil man dying for a
: The Mountain of Goats I shall reign A sight where hate gains A sight where evil reigns The mountain of Goats Under the sign of the Devil Chanting
: Merka ha de faott at landet uten konge har gaott Saknet itte grid e stort i slik ein krig Harde tider ha da vore for landet Men trast e alt ved da
: A bli staoande slik med husbonden vekke Ingen son, ingen mann, ikkje nokon gard Ken kan no hemna Arntor den rake Vil atti nokongang fao ?ra attendes
: Dying with sorrow not in hand, Welcoming my gods, an equal I am, A travel awaits before me, Encircled as a God, dead as a man, An era has now ended
: Mistress of beauty come dance with me, Let your soul into my obscurity, Walk with me through the fields of fire, I will fulfit your utter desire, Feel
: Seduced by the fire of power Blessed with the gift of deception I will become the reigning master Fullfilling my desires for perfection My strength
: It is he who holds the power - It is he who reflects the will - It is he who reigns the masses - It is he who urges to win - It is he who lights the
Arntor gjekk viljugt i strid kom alder attende doydde for grid, Dag lei mot kveld, ?tti fekk vita, Arntor sag gudane so ein ekta windir, For a sikra hans
: Ei likbor hadde han sett komma, Sigande fra Trodladalen opp Lundamyri, Audmjuk han i akttok synet, Kven hadde dauden i teke, Med otta han keik i kista
: Dressed in black with a pale expression, I attack the world with extreme satisfaction, I am the master, never more to be enslaved, Broken free from
: On the horizon I stand, Watching the fallen men, Victims of hatred, greed and desire, In retrospect I feel no anger, Only a urge for something higher
frao gudn Nor si ti. Yst i Lomeldi, heimsta Slind vart 'a pao Hydneshaugen i ran sista helfti ao ra fjera aorhondra lakt ain haug for ain windir. Ai mannalaonge
: Da va i Kaupanger syslemennedn hildt ti, han Ivar Dape a ain svikar ti. Han Sverre Sigurdssan dai sverga ti, henta inn skatte, aojifte a maira ti.
: Svartesmien budde pao Bjeddla i Saogndal. Da va dai daga dao ra draiv tradl i adle grende, or haug a hamra, adle staa i frao, a gjore jabnast ubya.
: A vague shadow lurking in the dark, A sane man's worst nightmare, A vision containing death, As a wake in honour of himself, For equal sane mortals
: Eit helvetes svik Eit avvik frao tru og ?ra Ei handling utan omsut Ei grueleg bor a bera Naor da e so morkast Naor natti ikkje bli te dag Dao e da
: Hayrde nake so i skogen va, ondra meg pao ka ditta va, i skjine ao maon va ra nake eg saog, nake so leea seg i skogen vaor. Traska ondrande opp fo
