En Ring Til Aa Herske - Burzum

I en moerk skog med kalde tjern

Et sted hvor Herren av verdens

Ild ikke rekker

I det moerkeste I den store

Av natten — av tid

Og de samlet seg

Og blev doedens hus

Barn av tidens krefter

Bran av den mektiges soenner

Vi staar I en sirkel av svart

In a dark forest with cold ponds

A place where the Lord of the world

Fire is not enough

In the darkest In the great

By night - by time

And they gathered

And became the house of death

Children of the forces of time

Fire of the sons of the mighty

We stand in a circle of black