- In Taberna
In taberna quando sumus
non curamus quid sit humus,
sed ad ludum properamus,
cui semper insudamus.
Quid agatur in taberna
ubi nummus est pincerna,
hoc est opus ut queratur,
si quid loquar, audiatur.
- King Of Northern Trolls
"Evigt liv tecken av kraft"
Bridges of ice the women going
Women go because I called them
Frozen statues in the lines
Make my borders gleam and shine
Welcome lady be my queen
Frost will penetrate your skin
- Lady Of Darkness
Fairy lady all of darkness
Can you hear my silent scream?
Can you see my bones are broken?
Can you feel me? Disbelieve!
Heart is only word means something
Honour means no more I see
All the words are out of meaning
Water will be bed for me
- Miss Barleycorn
At the dawn I hear the whistle looking for a jug in shake headlong. Tongue is slow and sense is tired, I remember cruel Miss Barleycorn.
Welcome morning feel like mourning, pity I was ever friggin' born. It was long and winding road now with dreadful sweet Miss Barleycorn.
Bitter sweet lips swelling hot hips, every small tad knows her blood. Her noble neck under my thumb now. Oh gorgeous woman give me your soul.
Sweet pretty woman or old hag in fancy dress or penny rags. Look into glass then taste her juice, drain to the dregs, down with blues.
- Mourning of the King
Hey beer hearts!
King is dead, now off your hats!
Hey beer hearts
Hail your king and drain your mugs!
As he'd born they brought him pint
Gulped it little baby
Never drunk from mother's dug
- Njord
Waters are his herd
Wild winds are his might
Praise the mighty god
Raise your weapons high
On his streams we ride
Turn their towns to flame
Take their blood for gift
Let us see his mirth
- Shine
What is this that brings the light to me?
What is this that shines so bright?
Please come with me to the fields of green
Please come with me by my side
Hello darling
Be mine darling
Tonight darling
Tonight
- The Ballad of Jolly Hangman
I enter the wake
walls are red and cellar blake
little work I have to make
with a fishwife bent to
I open a door
What I see? Another whore
With a grimy grinning brow
- The Hall of Mirrors
The young man stepped into the hall of mirrors
Where he discovered a reflection of himself
Even the greatest stars discover themselves in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars discover themselves in the looking glass
Sometimes he saw his real face
And sometimes a stranger at his place
Even the greatest stars find their face in the looking glass
Even the greatest stars find their face in the looking glass
- Widdershins Song
His face has been touched with a ghost of a smile
He sang and his lips moved unhurriedly
His strained voice ran down and silent were all
Who sat 'round the table and widely
I put out the light but no sleep at night
And tune of my heart is perfectly right
I dreamed and I smiled and the song in my mind
- Wolfsangel
Part 1: Narration
Once an angel who searched for the truth
Tried to look for it riding a wolf
The result of the ride was the angel inside
And the smile on the face of the wolf
Part 2: Midnight Ride
They had ridden through the centuries
Pretty angel and gray wolf