Djákninn - Sólstafir

Ég hef gengið langan veg

Ég hef margan djáknann séð

Sopið seyði af hans reiði

Mikið reynt en get ei gleymt

Þokan geymir gamlar syndir

Hvítir hrafnar, svartir sandar

Sligað stolt fjarri heimahögum

Blóðböndin steyttä skeri

Brenndar brýr að baki mér

Langt er síðan módinn missti ég

Gamlir draugar hanga yfir

Skarttans sálmar glymja ótt

Óttinn boðar sortans endalok

I have walked a long road

I have seen many deacons

I’ve drunk magic from his fear

Tried so hard but can’t forget

The fog holds old visions

White ravens, black sands

Over-strained pride parts me from home

Blood ties crash against the rocks

Burned bridges behind me

It’s been a while since I lost my mind

Old ghosts hang around

The Devil’s psalms thunder deep

Dread prays for the end of darkness

I have come a long way

I've seen many deacons

Suck the broth of his anger

Try a lot but can not forget

The fog holds old sins

White ravens, black sands

Slipped proudly away from home

The blood bands cut

Burned bridges behind me

It's been a long time since I lost my temper

Old ghosts hang over

The hymns of the jewel forget fear

Fear heralds the end of blackness

I have walked a long road

I have seen many deacons

I’ve drunk magic from his fear

Tried so hard but can’t forget

The fog holds old visions

White ravens, black sands

Over-strained pride parts me from home

Blood ties crash against the rocks

Burned bridges behind me

It's been a while since I lost my mind

Old ghosts hang around

The Devil’s psalms thunder deep

Dread prays for the end of darkness