Ulvinde
Myrkur
Wolf
Yes, evil must be fought with evil in a weakened body
Trapped like an animal, they'll never open up
Trapped in a madhouse, dripping from my blood
The loyal lackeys of darkness chained to my foot
Norway, Norway, Norway
The Sun has passed away
In the rain and winds of the night
The heavy gate of my childhood
Locked in my cold mind
Far down the deep valleys mirrored in the lake
This is where I want to live, this is where I want to die
Under the ash branches of the river, I'll find my soul
The shadows are being petrified, the light is clearly killing them
Norway, Norway, Norway
