Dråp
When the land burns
My ancient chalk is made of ashes
Wind of underworld, hear my name
Dirty Blood, sink your head to where I wander
From every freezing cold, hateful
Evil, deadly nights
From every spring when nothing grew
At that time seeds never rose
Wind of underworld, hear my name
Dirty Blood, sink your head to where I wander
With every blood sacrifice
Sleeping in the roots of every gallows
The lighting spark in the glance of a murderer
And deceit in those who sold the blood of others
Wind of underworld, hear my name
Dirty Blood, my desire became yours
From every freezing cold, hateful
Evil, deadly nights
From every spring when nothing grew
At that time seeds never rose
Wind of underworld, hear my name
Dirty Blood, sink your head to where I wander.
