Ett trolskt vargaland
Insvept i hstlig mantel
Utav tussmrkrets sfr
Ur sagans natt det stillsamt fddes
Likt nordanvdrets frd
Genom lvsalars prakt
En ventyrsfrd
Med drmmande tjrn och frrdisk myr
Dr fjllvggar rest sig omkring
Och fimbulklden lystet lurar
Dr vargkrers klagohymn
r pulsslag i mitt hjrta
Tronad av det bitterljuva rikets mktiga lugn
I urskogens lavkldda pelarhall
Jag strvar lngst vandringsstrken
I blst och norrskenslyster
Vid synviddens rand
Ligger vitterdimmornas dok
S tungt ver trollbergens trakt
Togligt faller nu sn ver norrland
Och gyller s och stam
Vintern snker sig ner
Oktobersnn tcker nu bygden
Stormarna river och sliter
Och i den ddolgres hamn
Skall blodet tjla sig
Nr det obanade islandskapets vrede vaknar.
Jag strvar lngst vandringsstrken
I blst och norrskenslyster
Och de tvrvulna frostntternas ankomst
Knns som sjlabalsam
Mot sder jag vandrat
Att skda dess vida sltter
D ett gastavred s lmskt
Med de dystraste krafter rev i sinnet
Jag vnde s mot norr
Och fann min sjlafrid
[English translation:]
Norrland1
An enchanting wolf country
Wraped in autumnal cloak
By the sphere of twilight
It was calmly born from the night of tales
Like the journey of the nordic weather
Through the splendour of leaf halls
An adventurous journey
With dreamy tarn and treacherous bog
Where mountain walls has risen around
And the cold of the bitter winter2 greedily lures
Where the wailing hymn of wolf choirs
Are the pulse beats in my heart
Throned by the powerful calm of the bittersweet realm
In the primordial forest's lichen-clad pillar arcade
I strive along the wandering courses
In wind and the lustre of northern lights
At the edge of the range of sight
Lies the veils of the vitter fogs3
So heavy over the troll mountains' land
Now snow falls calmly over Norrland
And gilds ridge and trunk
Winter decends
The October snow now covers the countryside
The storms tears and rends
And in the ddolgre's4 guise
Shall the blood freeze
When the wrath of the unbeaten ice landscape awakens
I strive along the wandering courses
In wind and the lustre of northern lights
And the arrival of the sudden frost nights
Feels like balm for the soul
Southwards I have wandered
To behold its wide plains
When a colic5 so sly
With the gloomiest forces tore in the mind
So I turned northwards
And found my soul's peace
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
