Slaget Vid Blodsälv [English translation]

Now the forest itself moves

A thousand trolls cross a river

No sound no whisper is heard

Warpigs over the river is driven

Soon they will fight

The axe is lifted toward the sky

Panic and fear

Now see christian men bend

On the troll lord's snout a grin is spread

He lifts his axe, he whips his pig

Faces distort to anger, others distort to fear

When the troll's army ride ahead

In a storm of blood and faeces

So fall man after man

So whines a wind of blood and limbs

Less thou of them

Trolls that protects their home

As by a miracle they met

King over Jehova's people, they that pray

And the troll lord's axe descends now

And with a mighty blow the king is cloven in two

On the troll lord's snout a grin is spread

He lifts his axe, he whips his pig