Dråp [English translation]

When the land burns

My ancient chalk is made of ashes

Wind of underworld, hear my name

Dirty Blood, sink your head to where I wander

From every freezing cold, hateful

Evil, deadly nights

From every spring when nothing grew

At that time seeds never rose

Wind of underworld, hear my name

Dirty Blood, sink your head to where I wander

With every blood sacrifice

Sleeping in the roots of every gallows

The lighting spark in the glance of a murderer

And deceit in those who sold the blood of others

Wind of underworld, hear my name

Dirty Blood, my desire became yours

From every freezing cold, hateful

Evil, deadly nights

From every spring when nothing grew

At that time seeds never rose

Wind of underworld, hear my name

Dirty Blood, sink your head to where I wander