Krigsmjöd [English translation]

The blood washes once again

The forest's mosses and barren mountains

Come all, here my song

We will take their lives once more!

See the fires of forgotten times, behold their magnificence

Have everyone dance in the ancient mud's pace

Come empty your tankard with Troll warrior's honor.

Grandfather leads the drinking binge

Barbed spear and knife so sharp

Christ's men now fall, we take their scalps

Taken care of by ancient memories' web

The thrill of war thickens in your tankard, heave it down

So awaken the spirit, newfound fury for all

With spear and sword we walk the path of war

Make a toast for the death of our enemies

The thrill of war now awakened by sugared mead

In the moonshine we will take them

So we cleanse our forest

Until no Christian is left

Until no Christian is left

Barbed spear and knife so sharp

Christ's men now fall, we take their scalps

Taken care of by ancient memories' web

The thrill of war thickens in your tankard, heave it down