Vargaskall - Falconer

Genom vättars djupa skogar

Over myrars fridfulla ensamhet

Bränner fruktans flamma fram

Genom månbelysta dälder

Över bergets rygg mott ett okänt mål

Jagad ulv nu skyndar fram

Kavlen går i socknarna

Nu blir det Vargaskall

Greppa spjut och fatta mod

I drev mot ulvens fall

Gryningstimma, tung utav hat

Ringa in och rota ut

Folkets fasa skall ej mera stryka fram

Genom äng, genom myr och skog

I människoland

In i mörkret trygghet sluter

Sina skygga barn utav enslig kull

Ifrän jaktens gällä larm

Vitt revir nu sakta tynar

Utav människans hand uti vildmarksland

Sveper ödets svarta arm

Kämpa tappert, kämpa idogt

Känn nu eldens glöd i ditt vildmarksland

Visa drevet ulvars mod

Skymningstimma, tung utav blod

Ringat in och rotat ut

Ulvars fasa skall för alltid stryka fram

Genom äng, genom myroch skog

I Vargaland

Through the deep forests of the wetlands

Over the peaceful solitude of the ants

Burns the flame of fear

Through moonlit dikes

Over the ridge of the mountain towards an unknown target

Hunted wolf now rushes forward

The roll goes in the parishes

Now it will be Vargaskall

Grab a spear and take courage

In drift against the fall of the wolf

Dawn hour, heavy with hatred

Dial in and root out

The horror of the people will no longer stand out

Through meadow, through bog and forest

In human land

Into the darkness security closes

His shy children from a lonely litter

From the hunting alarm

White territory now slowly fades

From the human hand in wilderness land

Sweeps the black arm of fate

Fight bravely, fight diligently

Now feel the glow of fire in your wilderness land

Show the drive wolf's courage

Dusk hour, heavy with blood

Circled in and rooted out

The wolf's horror will forever shine through

Through meadow, through myroch forest

In Vargaland