Örlog

Strophe 1

Dimmir dalir

Djúpur skuggi

Draumar feðra brenna kyrrt

Blóð í snjónum

Brunnin eik

Heitin sögð við kaldan grjót

Refrain

Örlog rís úr rauðum sandi

Raddir drauga kveða nafn

Bindur hendur

Beinir spjótum

Eldur andar í mitt brjóst

Strophe 2

Hjartarótin hamrast

Harð

Högg við stein og seltan sjó

Úlfar tjúta

Öldur svara

Auga goða horfir stíft

Refrain

Örlog rís úr rauðum sandi

Raddir drauga kveða nafn

Bindur hendur

Beinir spjótum

Eldur andar í mitt brjóst

Lur svarar í fjarska

Ég geng einn í gráum mó

Fólgin spor í fornum moldum

(hey hó)

Hvert eitt skref í hringinn slegið

Hvert eitt orð í steini skorið

Refrain

Örlog rís úr rauðum sandi

Raddir drauga kveða nafn

Bindur hendur

Beinir spjótum

Eldur andar í mitt brjóst

Strophe 1

Darkening valleys

Deep shadow

Our fathers' dreams burn silently

Blood in the snow

A burned oak

Oaths spoken to the cold stone

Refrain

Örlog rises from the red sand

Voices of ghosts chant the name

Binding hands

Guiding spears

Fire breathes into my breast

Strophe 2

The heart's root is hammering

Hard

Blows against stone and the salty sea

Wolves howl

Waves answer

The eye of the gods stares unmoving

Refrain

Örlog rises from the red sand

Voices of ghosts chant the name

Binding hands

Guiding spears

Fire breathes into my breast

A lur answers in the distance

I walk alone on the grey moor

Hidden tracks in ancient soil

(hey hó)

Every step struck into the ring

Every word carved into stone

Refrain

Örlog rises from the red sand

Voices of ghosts chant the name

Binding hands

Guiding spears

Fire breathes into my breast

Strophe 1

Dunkle Täler

Tiefer Schatten

Die Träume der Väter brennen still

Blut im Schnee

Verbrannte Eiche

Schwüre gesprochen am kalten Stein

Refrain

Örlog steigt aus rotem Sand

Stimmen von Geistern singen den Namen

Bindet Hände

Lenkt die Speere

Feuer atmet in meine Brust

Strophe 2

Die Wurzel des Herzens hämmert

Hart

Schläge gegen Stein und salzige See

Wölfe heulen

Wellen antworten

Das Auge der Götter starrt unverwandt

Refrain

Örlog steigt aus rotem Sand

Stimmen von Geistern singen den Namen

Bindet Hände

Lenkt die Speere

Feuer atmet in meine Brust

Eine Lure antwortet in der Ferne

Ich gehe allein durchs graue Moor

Verborgene Spuren in uralter Erde

(hey hó)

Jeder Schritt in den Kreis geschlagen

Jedes Wort in Stein geritzt

Refrain

Örlog steigt aus rotem Sand

Stimmen von Geistern singen den Namen

Bindet Hände

Lenkt die Speere

Feuer atmet in meine Brust