Taakeslottet - Satyricon

Langt inn skogen

Bak en foss og traer

Går en sti

Inn I skogens traer

I taake og lys

Igjennom krigen svart

Foort I taakens sky

Den uavhengige

Gaar en trapp

Av frykt og begjaer

Og frykt av et spill

Taakeslottet, alt for en

Endrer alt…

Gaar en sti borti daer

Der mørke trekker

Borgertoget staar i forvirring

Er en lidenskap av et kall…

Et kall for ridderene

Inni det… ta det tilbake…

Den som var en aand…

Far into the forest

Behind a waterfall and trees

Walk a path

Into the trees of the forest

In fog and light

Throughout the war black

Forward I tasks sky

The independent

Cook and trap

Out of fear and lust

And fear of a game

Taakeslottet, everything for one

Changes everything…

Gaar en sti borti daer

There darkness draws

The civic train is in confusion

Is a passion of a calling…

A calling for the knights

Inside it… take it back…

The one who was a spirit…