We kings want to have,
Rule over people and cattle,
Löfter the sword vört over you,
We are not afraid to see your blood.
[Chorus 1:]
Screams of pain and pleas for, a plea for distress.
You know your blood will flow.
Looking into your terror.
[Chorus 2:]
The sun has gone down behind Trollfjell
And the darkness of the night rises pö.
We shall be your GOD,
One ear of Vikings,
And you shall obey our word.
Your weak soul for vör strong power.
[Repeat chorus 1:]
[Repeat chorus 2:]