Over bleknede blaner til dommedag - Dimmu Borgir

Langt om lenge det stormens blest

slr tidevannets sprekninger

slr hav p en skatt

har snart alle skogstjern frosset til is og snen dekker en fjelltopp

Stripels kriger traust han var som satte

sitt mot i gammel tid

vandrer hen til dodoy skar etter sin bane

storgildt strid

Bleser bleknede blners land

overforlatt og dunkel jord

og bra for fedre som har seiret

norskehavets skumrings fjord

Reisen gjennom dimmen er gr for meg er den et skall av forfars liv

blesne blekne blner fjell

inn i en grvendt natt

jeg reiser over bleknede blners fjell

og her i morket er jeg forlatt

Snart har sno tynget hver en grend

snart har kong vinter beseiret jord

her hvor en gang de gamle falt i marken

for legge den ode oy og gjore den ren

Over bleknede blners fjell

jeg drar i dens dunkle morkmanns ord

over land hvor fedres kamp har seiret

hvor vikingsverd satte tydelig spor

At long last it blasted the storm

slr the tidal cracks

slr hav on a treasure

soon all forest stars have frozen to ice and the snow covers a mountain top

Stripel's warrior trust he was who put

his courage in ancient times

walks to dodoy cut after his path

great battle

Blowing faded blners land

abandoned and dark soil

and good for fathers who have won

the fjord of the Norwegian Sea at dusk

The journey through the fog is gray for me, it is a shell of ancestor's life

pale pale blner mountains

into a rough night

I travel over the mountains of faded blners

and here in the darkness I am abandoned

Soon, sno has weighed on every hamlet

soon king winter has defeated earth

here where once the ancients fell into the field

to lay the ode oy and clean it

Over the mountains of faded blners

I go in the words of its obscure dark man

over land where the struggle of fathers has prevailed

where Viking swords left clear traces