Dommedagssalme - Isengard

Å, spedbarn av troens ånd

Hør hvilke salmer jeg forkynner

Lyd guds barn og lid i stillhet

Jeg, profet av de gamle skrifter

Prest for allmektighetenes unåde

Gir gjennom dette evangelium

Håp for mine trosbrødre — og fordømmelse

Over de mange som tror på guds sønn

— thi det er han ikke

Aaaaaaaaa

Denne skam av et menneske

Ble gjennom guds ånd korsfestet og hånet

Og hans siste ord var en felle satt ut av gud selv

— de kristne har gatt i fellen

De vil med rette pines i Helvetes Dystre Domene

Oh, infants of the spirit of faith

Hear what hymns I preach

Obey the children of God and suffer in silence

I, prophet of the ancient scriptures

Priest for the displeasure of the Almighty

Gives through this gospel

Hope for my brethren - and condemnation

Over the many who believe in the Son of God

For he is not

Aaaaaaaaa

This shame of a human being

Through the spirit of God was crucified and mocked

And his last word was a trap set by God himself

- the Christians have fallen into the trap

They will rightly be tormented in the Gloomy Domain of Hell