Dodsferd - Dimmu Borgir

I det morkeste morke troner jeg

I mine slaer trer stillheten frem

Faldne engler vokter mine porter

I dodsdalens ode skjonnhet

Har min sjel vandret vill

Mens morket og sorgen rdet

Tentes hatets flammende ild

I nattens sorte stillhet

Trer mitt tause frem

I morket flammer et likbl

Nok en sort sjel har vendt hjem

I stillhet folger vi ferden

Til vr sorgsvarte bror

Og ingen trer faller

Da aske forenes med jord

vi skal all dele hans skjebne

vi skal alle folge vr venn

Da Dommedag’s klokker ringer

Skal vi alle komme igjen

For herske

In the darkest darkness I reign

In my blows the silence emerges

Fallen angels guard my gates

In the ode beauty of the valley of death

Has my soul wandered wildly

While the darkness and sorrow roared

Tentes the flaming fire of hatred

In the black silence of the night

My silence emerges

In the dark a corpse flames

Another black soul has returned home

In silence we follow the journey

To our sad black brother

And no tree falls

Then ash unites with soil

we shall all share his fate

we will all follow our friend

When Judgment Day's bells ring

Shall we all come again

For rule