Under korpens vinger - Dimmu Borgir traduction en anglais

Under korpens vinger

Hver en tare er frosset,
Var sjel er lenket,
Vart hat er blodig.
All glede er svunnet,
All latter er forsvunnet,
Alt liv skal ende I dod.
I et kalt og ode landskap,
Skal den sorte horde tre frem,
Var herre skal stige
Opp for all tid, reise sitt rike igjen.
Var kamp skal belonnes,
Vare nav skal prises,
Vare sinn skal dra den grene,
Og hans kjære ærlighet skal evig ga tapt.
All moral skal forkastes,
Du vil men du dor av skam.
Na er tiden kommet,
Ja knus de godes ord,
La oss for alltid bli herskere pa denne jord.

Under the Raven's Wings

Every tear is frozen,
Our soul is chained,
Our hate is bloody.
All joy has vanished,
All laughter has disappeared,
All life shall end in death.
In a cold and desolate landscape,
The black horde shall emerge,
Our master shall rise
For all eternity, to rebuild his kingdom.
Our fight shall be rewarded,
Our names shall be praised,
Our minds shall draw the line,
And his precious honesty shall be eternally lost.
All morality shall be cast aside,
You will die of shame if you dare.
The time has come,
Yes, crush the words of the good,
Let us forever be the rulers of this earth.