Under Korpens Vinger
Dimmu Borgir
Under the Raven's Wings
Every tear is frozen
Our soul is chained
Our hatred is bloody
All joy has vanished
All laughter has disappeared
All life shall end in death
In a cold and desolate landscape
Shall the black horde emerge
Our lord shall rise
Forever, reclaiming his kingdom
Our battle shall be rewarded
Our name shall be praised
Our minds shall follow the path
And his dear honesty shall forever be lost
All morals shall be rejected
You will but you die of shame
Now the time has come
Yes, crush the words of the good
Let us forever be rulers of this earth
