Ett Norrskensdåd [English translation]

A deed of the northern lights with endless shame

Manslaughter at the dark hour

A sharp stone shattered skulls

He drank life and passion

He drank life and passion

Salty and thick was blood from the bosom

On that night he committed the gracious murder

In his eyes only a beast, no sense

Then he danced the slaughterer’s dance

He climbed to the mountains and hills

He howled and screamed

Taste of murder in the red mouth

A glance of horror in the hour of moon

Salty and thick was blood from the bosom

On that night he committed the gracious murder

In his eyes only a beast, no sense

Then he danced the slaughterer’s dance

Then he danced the slaughterer’s dance

Soon he ran into their forest

He ran past ice and drifts of snow

In endless time and winter’s cycle

Curves of the crescent moon

Salty and thick was blood from the bosom

On that night he committed the gracious murder

In his eyes only a beast, no sense

Then he danced the slaughterer’s dance

Salty and thick was blood from the bosom

On that night he committed the gracious murder

In his eyes only a beast, no sense

Then he danced the slaughterer’s dance

• Artist:Finntroll
• Album:Nifelvind