Svart Visdom - Helheim

På norsk jord vi står

Sønner av den norønne ætt

Stolte vi står med sverd og skjold i hånd

Vi husker den tid

En tid glemt

Men snart tilbakevunnet

Da gudene hersket

Og slag var som blodet i vår kropp

Da vi, vikinger av Norge hersket i det kalde nord

Og skapte frykt med vårt sverd

Flammer lyste opp himmelen dengang, men ikke nå

Blod fløt i strie strømmer snart det vil igjen

Vår makt er ikke borte vi står ennå tilbake

Med våre forfedres visdom

Svart som natten

Vis som kongen i Valhall

En ed ble sverget

Sverget til hevn

Hevn og hat

Vårt hat skal de få

Den hedenske gjenforeningen venter

Ta til sverd, ta til øks

Vinder blir til storm dager om til natt

Det er tid for hevn slakt de som engang slaktet

Vårt dødens korstog marsjerer

Tornekronen vil falle hardt til grunn

En ingens konge vil stige ned fra sin trone

Han skal bli borte borte for alltid

Vikinger vil entre med blodige sverd

For å knuse tronen og slippe fri våre forfedre

De hedenske gudene som i svart visdom

Engang hersket og nå vil herske på ny

(English translation:)

(Black wisdom)

On Norwegian earth we stand

Sons of the norse tribe

Proud we stand

With swords and shields in hand

We remember the time

A time forgotten but soon to be reconquered

When the gods ruled

And battles were like the blood in our veins

When we, vikings of Norway ruled the cold north

And spread fear with our swords

Flames lit the sky then, but not anymore

Blood floated in wild rivers

And soon the blood will float again

Our might is not gone

We still stand with our ancestors wisdom

Black as the night

Wise as the king of Valhalla

An oath was sworn

Sworn to revenge

Revenge and hate

Our hate we will give them

The pagan reunion awaits

Reach for your sword, reach for your axe

Winds become storms days turn to nights

The time for revenge has arrived

Slaughter them whom once slaughtered

Our crusade of death marches on

The crown of thorns will fall

Hard to the ground

Once a nomans king

Will descend from his throne

He shall vanish

Vanish forever

Vikings will enter with swords in blood

To crush the throne

And release our ancestors

The pagan gods

Who in black wisdom

Once ruled

And now will rule again

On Norwegian soil we stand

Sons of the Norse family

Proud we stand with swords and shields in hand

We remember that time

A time forgotten

But soon recovered

When the gods ruled

And stroke was like the blood in our body

When we, Vikings of Norway ruled in the cold north

And created fear with our sword

Flames lit up the sky then, but not now

Blood flowed in streams flowing as soon as it will again

Our power is not gone we are still left

With the wisdom of our ancestors

Black as night

Show like the king of Valhall

An oath was sworn

Sworn to revenge

Revenge and hatred

They will have our hatred

The pagan reunion awaits

Take to the sword, take to the ax

Winds turn into storms day into night

It is time for revenge slaughter those who once slaughtered

Our death crusade is marching

The crown of thorns will fall hard to the ground

No one's king will descend from his throne

He's going to be gone forever

Vikings will enter with bloody swords

To crush the throne and release our ancestors

The pagan gods as in black wisdom

Once ruled and now will rule again

(English translation :)

(Black wisdom)

On Norwegian earth we stand

Sons of the norse tribe

Proud we stand

With swords and shields in hand

We remember the time

A time forgotten but soon to be reconquered

When the gods ruled

And battles were like the blood in our veins

When we, vikings of Norway ruled the cold north

And spread fear with our swords

Flames lit the sky then, but not anymore

Blood floated in wild rivers

And soon the blood will float again

Our might is not gone

We still stand with our ancestors wisdom

Black as the night

Wise as the king of Valhalla

An oath was sworn

Sworn to revenge

Revenge and hate

Our hate we will give them

The pagan reunion awaits

Reach for your sword, reach for your ax

Winds become storms days turn to nights

The time for revenge has arrived

Slaughter them whom once slaughtered

Our crusade of death marches on

The crown of thorns will fall

Hard to the ground

Once a nomans king

Will descend from his throne

He shall vanish

Vanish forever

Vikings will enter with swords in blood

To crush the throne

And release our ancestors

The pagan gods

Who in black wisdom

Once ruled

And now will rule again