Norrut lngre fram vi drar,
vi skola finna det svarta berget
Vrt lovade land riket underjord,
riket dr ingen man satt sin fot

Underjorden skall vi frbli,
stndigt vi vxa i styrka
Och p den sista dagen stiga vi fram
fr att ta igen det som en gng var vrt

Ty himmelen frblir svart och rd,
ur askan och elden
Stiger vi n en gng fram,
vi frn de svarta bergen

Norrut lngre fram vi drar,
vi skola finna det svarta berget
Vrt lovade land riket underjord,
riket dr ingen man satt sin fot

S flj mig till trollkungens tron,
kom an kom an med svrd i hand
hr frodas ingen felaktig tro,
hr skall inte vitekrist f nn ro

Hr sitter han p sin tron...
Hr styr han med eld och stl...

[Tells the tale of troll-kin travelling far north to their promised land. Deep under the black northern mountains lies the throne of the ancient troll-king "RivFader". Once united in the troll-kings court they shall surface to do battle against Christianity.]

[English translation:]

[Black Mount]

Far northwards we draw
We shall find the black mountain
Our promised land, underground kingdom
Kingdom where no man's laid his foot

Underground shall we remain
Constantly growing our forces
And in the final day we rise
To take back what once was ours

For skies remain black and red
From ashes and flames
Yet we rise towards the path
We from the black mountains

Far northwards we draw
We shall find the black mountains
Our promised land, kingdom underground
Kingdom where no man's laid his foot

So follow me to the trollking's throne
Come on and on with a sword in hand
Here thrives no menacing belief
Here shall no christian find any peace

Yet here he sits at his throne...
Here reigns he with fire and steel...