Tøgn, gomul søgn, forminnis mál

Hevnd og hatur nevnd øvundar bál

Á vígøllum vónin hon doyr

Hátt for heljar grind garmurin goyr



Vindøld, Vargøld er komin

Skeggøld, skølmøld brátt farin er



Ber fram herklæði merkt av mongun strið

Brynju og blankan brand og fram á vøllin ríð

Komi hvat koma má, lat so fara alt

Leingi eg henda dag í huga havi fjalt



Revenge returns to us, this returns to me

We are bound to battle for eternity

The wolf restrained in chains, dragon in the deep

This war will throw us corpses in a heap



With heavy hearts we head, on towards the end

I've done all I can, never will I bend

Battle clad we ride, over barren land

Nothing matters on the battlefield we stand



And I heard my unborn children's Requiem

I saw carved upon a stone my epitaph

Sometimes it seems to me there is nothing left between

Me and eternity



Again



With heavy hearts we head on towards the end

I've done all I can, never will I bend

Battle clad we ride, for we have to try

Nothing matters on the battlefield we lie



All will rise again for a better day

Earth green with waterfalls where eagles hunt their prey

Gather our kin against reminiscing times

All seemed at peace all thought that evil died but then the

Dragon with fallen in it's

Feathers entered the world again



[English translation]:

Silence, old legends, voices of the past

Revenge and hatred are called envious fire

Hope dies on the battlefield

In front of the Gates of Hell, the hound is barking loudly



The Age of Wind, the Age of Wolves has come

The Age of Beards, the Age of Swords will soon be over



Bring forth the armour, marked by many battles,

The chainmail and the shiny sword, and ride forth into the field

Face what will come, then let everything go

Long have I carried this day in my mind.