Thyrfing - Vansinnesvisan | Текст Иностранной Песни
Lnge nog har era masktna huvuden vilat p era veka axlar En lngtande knsla sprider sig I mina nvar och lustan brinner Klinga stolt nr ben mter stl, klinga stolt nr srsvetten droppar
Thyrfing - Prelude: Heading For The Golden Hall | Текст Иностранной Песни
With the cold northern wind we travel We're on a journey of a lifetime And we'll fight many battles on our way We'll trample the bodies of the dead as we
Thyrfing - Hednaland | Текст Иностранной Песни
Jag har lnge vandrat p denna stig Jag har sett hednars och kristnas krig Jag har stolt vandrat vidare Jag har varit en ensam krigare Skogen verkade vara andls
Thyrfing - Urkraft | Текст Иностранной Песни
En starkande kansla som haller anden vid liv Som overlever nornornas alla nycker En kraft som segrar over alla fiender Den slumrar i dina blodsband, men finns dar kvar
Thyrfing - The Decietful | Текст Иностранной Песни
Distrust rules in Asgards heart Farbautes son is spinning his web With laughter, lies and malicous acts Infecting our divine paradise But we can not kill you, we are
Thyrfing - From Wilderness Came Death | Текст Иностранной Песни
Screams in the night woke the whole village up Their cattle is getting attacked The fences are broken and blood everywhere Horses are lying there slack Fenrir divided, a
Thyrfing - Dryckeskvade | Текст Иностранной Песни
Nar stormen som knackte draken ven den piskande blast som pryglat askens gren Allfader da fran hogsatet sig reste "Mer dryck i hornet" han ilsket vreste Langt
Thyrfing - The Deceitful | Текст Иностранной Песни
Distrust rules in Asgards heart Farbautes son is spinning his web With laughter, lies and malicous acts Infecting our divine paradise But we can not kill you, we are
Thyrfing - The Giant's Laughter | Текст Иностранной Песни
I live in the moutain hall deep under the earth Where Odyn's eye never has seen I hate the white aesir and the sons of earth Those who bow to gods, thoe whom I despise
Thyrfing - Valdr Galga | Текст Иностранной Песни
I know that I hung in this tree All of nights nine Wounded by the spear, given to myself Enlightened I'll become No horn they upheld, nor handed me bread I