As Gjallarhorn resounds over the land
My senses reawake, my eyes open wide
Buried down in the darkest coffin
I'm all alone with my frozen mind
A thunder awakes me from my deathlike sleep
Now I can see this majestic landscape
As I hear the infernal call of Nótt
I walk in solitude the path to eternity
See the stars falling on me
As I lay in desolation
My soul left this world
And flied towards the nightly skies
I am the witch burnt on the stake
I am the anvil beaten by the hammer
I am the ice melted by the sun
Burn my soul...
Laying in sorrow, grief spreads its wings
Embraced by the woods, now I can die
Into these lands that I once rode all alone
The grim howl of the wind freezes my heart
The raven has spoken, doom now is coming
It's night time, time to die again
The moon no more shines, the wolves no more howl
The sign of incoming tragedies