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Det var ein gang am mittens Nacht, eines Troll hatte kniv i händ.
Böyd over blodig barnelik, Er hatt einen Hertzen in sein händ.
Ritualen von die vergangenheit, oltidens pä kallelse.
Det erstefödte Prestesönn, Ist tömt für blod
Keine dräpe hast bakken berört. Dypt i skogen der ingen trär,
Skrider Erik frem, under traer som ingen när
Ritualen von die vergangenheit, fremkalt fra en bortglemt tid.
Uta v blodet. Skrider Herskeren. For ä ta med seg Preste sjel.
Fylt av frykt for verdensundergang
Presten ser ham inn i öynene
Drep ham, Drep ham nä, haha!
Drep ham nä, Töten er, HAHA!
Diesen nach sollst huskes etterpä, Wenn Trollene er herskere.
Undt Menschen dömt til trelldom. Sie sollst allen böyen sich ned
Ritualen er blitt gjennomfört, Preste kroppen konsumert
Ubeskrivelig og ondskapsfull, har Erik all kontroll

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It was one upon a midnight, a troll did wiel a knife in hand.
Bowed over bloody infant corpse, He did hold within his hand a heart.
Rituals of the ancient past, a call to heathen lore.
The Priest's first-born, only son, is drained for blood
No living soul hath touched his face. Deep in the forest where no tree bears,
Erik doth stride forth, beneath trees that no man sees.
Rituals of the ancient past, summoned from a time forgot.
From out the blood. Strides forth the Lord. To take with him the Priest's soul.
Filled with fear of the world's end
The Priest looks him in the eye
Kill him, Kill him now, haha!
Kill him now, Slay him, HAHA!
This night shall be remembered on, When the Trolls are masters.
And man is doomed to be a thrall. You shall all bow down to,
The rituals are now complete, The Priest's body consumed
Unspeakable and malevolent, Erik has taken all control