Carve bard words to wake the dead
Bring strength to break the prisons
Which now shackle his walk on earth
The rod is driven deep down into the ground
The fire burns with the wisdom of the ages
Spend the flames side by side
Songs fill the enchanted minds
The guest grinds and steps into sejden
The destroyer he dwells in his grave
All the wealth that hides there
Rise up you chief of the north
Long passed away in sleep
Grab that sword for good and ill
The destroyer he dwells in his grave
All the wealth that hides there
The battle's banemen also our waste
Like the meaning in the blood that flows
Define freedom in shadows that cover
Call the people who fell into battle
The destroyer he dwells in his grave
All the wealth that hides there