Skoggangr

Alone on this earth
A village set ablaze
The day my mother brought shame to her land
A pathetic whore, collaborator
With self-chosen shoes, the mob will get their justice

Yeah, her whole life she was mocked and hated
Just for being with German soldiers
Outside, shorn and spat on
Forest outlaw and need became my cross

With beak and claws
I stand against it all
Until the day I die
Blood will be spilled
To the ground without a trace
A burned child stands ready
To fight against authority
Who takes for granted
That Mother Earth is for sale

And now I seek comfort in the smoke from the bog
In the heather, in the thicket with the wild animals
In tattered rags, I wander around
Striking the ground for those who wish me harm
Here I plunder markers and hunt for sheep
And I’ll do this until the day I’m dead
My name is Helmut Von Botnlaus
Son of a despised, broken German whore

With beak and claws
I stand against it all
Until the day I die
Blood will be spilled
To the ground without a trace
A burned child stands ready
To fight against the mayor's crew
Bought and paid for

From Lindtjørnsknuten, I keep watch
Looking over to Bjerkreim where the war is lost
I string my bow, sacrifice a tick
Stamping in time to an old tune

Here at my altar, I will stand
For those who won’t come knocking

With beak and claws
I stand against it all
Until the day I die
Blood will be spilled
To the ground without a trace
A burned child stands ready
To fight against authority
Who takes for granted
That Mother Earth is for sale

From Lindtjørnsknuten, I keep watch
Looking over to Sirdal where the war is lost
I take a hit, swallow a blue
Scream in the night and swing my scythe

Never forgive them
They weigh what they do
If they come up
Then I’ll tear them down