Budstikken [English translation]

Let the arrow travel from god to god,

all over the wide world.

Let the arrow be sent from house to house,

to our entire spirit kin.

To every child of divine kin.

To every spirit man.

Axetime is here, and arrowtime.

Speartime is here, and swordtime.

Pick up your mail, and helmet.

Pick up your shield, and sax (sword).

The gods of the past rise,

from the memory of the divine blood.

Undefiled. Unpolluted.

The red gold of the spirit garden. They are still here!

Hear the horn of sound calling,

to every spirit man.

Hear the wind howling;

spirits from the land of the past.

Good spirits from the deep of the mind,

never reached by the desert god,

from the old source of the forefatherland,

from the old well of esteem.

Beautiful choosers of the fallen. Forwards for king and forefatherland.

True lone warriors. Gather to fight in the spirit land.

The entire king's guard. Forwards for our blood and all our soil.

Army forwards! Army march!

Let the arrow travel from god to god,

all over the wide world.

Let the arrow be sent from house to house,

to our entire beautiful kin.

The gods of the past rise,

from the memory of the divine blood.

Undefiled. Unpolluted.

The red gold of the spirit garden. We are still here!

Good spirits from the deep of the mind,

never reached by the desert god,

from the old source of the forefatherland,

from the old well of esteem.

Slay the cowardly enemy crowd;

the hungry and chanting rabble,

sorceresses and breakers of oaths.

Let their blood fertilize our soil.

• Artist:Burzum
• Album:Fallen