[Translated from Norwegian]
As an evil threatening shadow
Floating Naglfar Detailed
Sharp edges cut deep
In peace fading meat
Hill your horde
Horde large
It must be larger
Than the words of Jesus
Soon to be sliced
The good mother
Naglfar sails
in the fjord
The storm filled the sails
Of the dead skin
And the hull built
By links and long nails
As a storm on the horizon
A devil thorn in the eye of Jehova
To the sound of thousands of souls point
From one night during an icy moon
Hill your horde
Horde large
It must be larger
Than the words of Jesus
Soon to be sliced
The good mother
Naglfar sails
In the fjord
Floating Naglfar Detailed
Sharp edges cut deep
In peace fading meat
Horde large
It must be larger
Than the words of Jesus
Soon to be sliced
The good mother
Naglfar sails
in the fjord
Of the dead skin
And the hull built
By links and long nails
A devil thorn in the eye of Jehova
To the sound of thousands of souls point
From one night during an icy moon
Horde large
It must be larger
Than the words of Jesus
Soon to be sliced
The good mother
Naglfar sails
In the fjord
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