Krakes sista strid

Lord, wake up
Your sister is here, with hatred, betrayal, scorn, and steel
Hand me Skofnung in my hand
Her blade shall sing, let her song be heard

For one last battle, one last fight, calling on us
One last battle, we fear not death
For one last fight, calling on us

Fetch the finest mead
Greet Skuld, we are carefree, let's face her grin
Gather the army at our gate
We are bound to fate, to the Norns' judgment

Fallen warriors, rise again
The dead rise, like ghosts returning
Against magical forces, courage helps little
Together we fight, Krake's last battle

As they marched out, adorned in armor and spears
Brave and steel-hardened people
For the blood feud's betrayal, and the grand swordplay
A feud between sister and brother

In the slaughter that took place, courage and blood flowed
The armies were evenly matched
Driven by greed, malicious was Skuld
Whose mind was filled with plunder
Before the king fought, a fierce battle bear
No arrows, no sword edges bit
But in the enemy's ranks, seeresses' cries were heard
As runes and death spells tore
With sorcery and scorn, the battle turned

In the midst of the heated swordplay, under the cowards' clamor
The brave king fell
Rolf was thrown in a heap, proven worthy he was
Such was the king's fate

Fallen warriors, rise again
The dead rise, like ghosts returning
Against magical forces, courage helps little
Together we fall, Krake's last battle