Between the sea and the mountain there's a town
A white blanket covers Súðavík
A monster rode from the inverted heaven
The northern bonfire howled
Cold fists beat blindly
Between stone and sledgehammer, home and hel
It crackled and cracked, a century shaken
Souls woke from their second sleep
Ice-cold hell, northern pit
Ice-cold hell, northern pit
The snow binds
The snow binds
Oh, mother, why?
Oh, mother, why?
Death wounds the town,
ashes, tears
A white blanket hides Súðavík
A white blanket hides Súðavík
Ruins, frozen tears
Ruins, frozen tears
A white blanket covers Flateyri
A white blanket covers Flateyri
Death, ashes, the town wounded
I woke, woke, woke in hell
He called, called, is anyone here living?
I called, I called, I called for my brother
I called I called, I called for my mother -