[Somnium / Katla]

... Bygden str stilla, en stjrnklar natt...
... En eld fjrran skdas, ty de nrmar sig...

Fram rider trollens kung
Med vargbroder ut p jakt
Allt levade flyr, f och frnde
Blodet skall drnka denna ensliga trakt

Utav mrket i sin eviga sal,
Han ger sig ut, en trst att slcka
Hr skyndar de fram p krokiga ben,
Flera liv att tas, hundra ben att kncka

Trollherrens sllskap river sig fram,
Genom dyster skog och fruset fjll
De drper vad de ser och finner allt gmt,
Huvuden snart pryder deras heliga hll

S str trakten dyster och mrk,
Solen stiger inget liv att skda
I underjorden firas en lyckad jakt,
Sedan igen i sekler tystnad rda...

Ve dig, mnska, du inkrktar hr!
Snart trollen dig till hllen br

[English translation:]

The Age Of The Hunt

...The village is quiet, a starry night...
...A fire in the distance can be seen, coming closer...

Forward rides the King of the Trolls
With brother wolf, out for hunting
Everything living flees, friend and foe.
The blood will drown this lonely place

From the darkness of his eternal chamber
He departs, a thirst to quench,
Now they flee on crooked legs
Many lives to take, a hundred legs to break

The Troll Lord's company cutting forth,
Through solemn forest and frozen peaks
They slay all they see and find all that is hidden,
Heads will soon decorate their holy rocks

Everywhere solemn and dark,
Sun rises, no life to be seen
In the Underworld a successful hunt celebrated,
Afterwards again, quiet will reign for centuries...

Wretched human, you trespass here!
Soon the trolls will drag you to the stones.