Naglfar - Isengard

Som en ond truende skygge

Flyter Naglfar naermere

Skarpe kanter skjaerer dypt

I fredens falmende kjött

Hill din horde

Horde stor

Må den bli större

Enn Jesu ord

Snart skal hövles

De godes mor

Naglfar seiler

I ondskapens fjord

Med stormfylte seil

Av de dödes hud

Og skroget bygd

Av liks lange negl

Som en storm i horisonten

En djeveltorn i jehovas öye

Som lyden av tusen pinte sjeler

Fra en natt under en iskald måne

Hill din horde

Horde stor

Må den bli större

Enn Jesu ord

Snart skal hövles

De godes mor

Naglfar seiler

I ondskapens fjord

Like an evil threatening shadow

Floats Naglfar closer

Sharp edges cut deep

In the fading flesh of peace

Hill your horde

Horde large

May it get bigger

Than the words of Jesus

Soon to be planed

The good mother

Naglfar sails

In the fjord of evil

With stormy sails

Of the skin of the dead

And the hull built

Of liks long nails

Like a storm on the horizon

A devil's tower in the eye of Jehovah

Like the sound of a thousand tormented souls

From a night under an icy moon

Hill your horde

Horde large

May it get bigger

Than the words of Jesus

Soon to be planed

The good mother

Naglfar sails

In the fjord of evil