Mot Skuggornas Värld [English translation]

Vé, vé, vé

Vé, vé, vé

Vé, vé, vé

Journey of death!

I woke up in ancient darkness

No light, no sun I saw

Felt air, cold against my cheek

I treaded, towards the stars I treaded

My ship made of nails and teeth

Sails made of dead man’s hair

Rowers from war graves

Men of death’s profession

My final sail over the coal black sea

Now echoes my song, my last words

Over storms, over the glaciers’ widths

In the red morning and in the eve

From afar blows a howling wind, a humming

and a song from the endless noises of space

Vé, vé, vé

Vé, vé, vé

Journey of death!

Far I beheld a fire

Towards it the corpse vessel now steers

Nagelfar won’t capsize

No sails break apart, beyond the light of the stars

Overturned by the song of the death’s crew

From gorges they step among dark mountains

I saw a forest and a burning stove

There I found my home in the world of shadows...

From afar blows a howling wind, a humming

and a song from the endless noises of space

Vé, vé, vé

Vé, vé, vé

Journey of death!