[Somnium / Katla]

Stigen leder hgre upp
Mot svarta bergens snvita topp
En del syn ny vntas kan
Styrka urldrig och ra sann

Jag dper mitt sinne
I sanningens bck
Ur berget den rinna
Denna becksvarta dra

Ur isen en staty
Av makt nu stiga
I nordiska natten
Tusen gon skina

Berget dna, kraft mig fylla
Denna urgud alla trollfolk hylla

Denna jord denna kraft
Som nu visat sig
Denna makt som lovats
Frnekas ej
Ett spjut jag skall smida och vssa
Trollfolkens krona skall pryda min hjssa
Den dag dock rda d jag heta kung
Rivfaders strvan m vara tung

Kung ver folken av troll!

[English translation:]

The Story Of Birth

The path leads higher up
Towards the black mountain's snow-white summit
A majestic view awaits
Ancient strength and true honor

I baptize my soul
In the stream of truth
Through the mountain it runs
This artery black as night

Out of the ice a statue
Of power, now rises
In the Nordic night
A thousand eyes shine

The mountain roars, fills me with might
This ancient God all the Troll tribes hail

This soil, this might
That has now showed itself
The power that was promised
Is not denied
A spear I will forge and sharpen
The crown of the Trolls shall perch on my head
The day now reigns, when I am called King
Rivfader's goal may yet be heavy.

King of the tribes of Trolls!