Enslaved Frost - Frost 2:52 - Loke 4:21 - Fenris 7:17 - Svarte vidder 8:43 - Yggdrasil 5:24 - Jotunblod 4:07 - Gylfaginning 5:32 - Wotan 4:13 - Is”ders dronning 7:45 Frost (instrumental) Loke Laughter echoes through the night The evening star shines over Midgard Evil mingles in the dark The organised cosmos' enemy comes forth Loke, the son of F†rbaute.. father of lies Born of earth, unbound by laws Takk weeps no heavy tears For the loss of the sun's handsome son But the mare in the woods submits For the regaining of Foster brother's favour Loke, the son of F†rbaute.. father of lies Born of earth, unbound by laws The salmon glides in the waterfall The eagle sails with the wind Hammer groans in Jotun scull The under ground spurts fire Laughter, deceit, beauty and contempt The old norse god's protector and leader of Jotuns Fenris Forget all laws, all order and peace Chaos is everything; no time or place Now when all light and life ends When the wind now is killing The chains has broken... The time has come As the norns predicted Nothing lasts forever The battle at Vigrid shall come There is no brothers There is no strong bounds The bound anger is loose Inner coldness is free A river of foam Has dried up The power of the wolf, obscure hate No longer sees a limit Angrboda beared Her name justly With Lauyíus son she breeded Dread, hate and death A cry of warning in the dark The mountains roofs, bear tendors Woman beard, the sound of catsteps Breath from the fish, spit from the bird Tamed forces from a forgotten time Has held our world in chains But not for ever! Fenris is loose Now our wisdom Is swallowed by ancient hate The nine steps are fulfilled A new road is lain Black Mountain Plateaus (Svarte Vidder) The ravens are flying, the one eyed watches Into the fog, shadows appear Memories from the first empire covered with gold Runes scratched in, scratches in by hatred The hordes of the one eyed are riding once again Hammer crushes cross Inverted by the unbound Dark clouds gather, the light retreats Burned landscape, where it earlier bloomed Battle fields for the first A black empire, eternal winter Frozen fields, eternal cold Lightening and thunder commands from the first Eternal storms, an evil monsoon A wall of darkness The voice is calling, the circle completed The age of wolves Hunger and despair Mother earth Expect your death Warriors are gathered through the dream Re-conquering the old norse throne Under new flags With the swords held high The ravens are flying, the one eyed watches Into the fog, shadows appear Falling icons in a holy war Black mountain plateaus the battle is won The age of wolves Hunger and despair Mother earth Expect your death Yggdrasil I know that I hung In the windcold tree Nine whole nights With hurt point To Oden given Self given to myself In that tree Which nobody knows From which roots it ran not given bread They brought no horns Saw down from the tree Took up runes Took them with screams And down from the tree I fell Nine magic songs I got From the famous son of Boltorn, Bestlas father And a drink I got Of precious mead Poured by Odrere Then I became vigorous And got wise Grew and felt well Of word sought word Me word again Of work sought work Me work again Jotunblood (Jotunblod) Bottomless abyss, ginnungagap Darkness without end before the morning of time The cold empire's eleven rivers frozen Frost mist spreads itself wide out The gust from Nivlhel in the north fills the mighty gap Licking tongues of fire from the south Boiling, bubbling venom All life has it's origin in a source of Jotunblood Your mind's own evil inner: Jotunblood Screams from Hvergelmes source United with nauseating drops of venom The first, the father of all families Created by the two elements With himself he breeded Our proud ancestors Our primitive force's deep roots With energy from the cattle's four rivers A knife through the dark A shrill scream A pale face foams He wanders proudly over Ymer's bones All life has it's origin in a source of Jotunblood Your mind's own evil inner: Jotunblood If one seeks all Midgard's knowledge If the wise woman swings her staff One can not avoid one's origin The chaos of the primitive force: Jotunblood Gylfaginning He wandered on fine old paths He wandered along high ridges He wandered towards the heart of Midgard He wandered until he saw a mountain Over a bridge wet with dew he walked Through the golden gate of Asgard He saw the vigorous gardens of gods Crowned around the father of All's high castle 'O father of all, I Ganglere ask: How have we all come to existence and where do we end? Answer, O high, even high and third what is mankind and the race of gods' faith?' Gylfaginning, deception for he who was wrongly taught But not for the one who knows Gylfaginning Grimnes revelation Wotan Naked, waste landscape Vast plains lead to the seashore in the west A northern wind sweeps over dead bodies A stranger has entered the domains of the vikings Die not lying sick, dastardly coward Draw sword, fight with the war gods Wotan! We shall fight until we see Ritrost We shell fight until Heimdal flows the Gjallarhorm We shall fight for our domains We shall fight with the war gods Wotan! Die not lying sick, dastardly coward Draw sword, fight with the war gods Wotan! Queen of the Ice Desolates (Isoders Dronning) On the balcony she beholds and longs Queen of the ice desolates Alone and weeping she bears the sorrow Queen of the ice desolates In the land where day is night and night is day Bulks a castle with walls of ice, covered with white frost Outside these walls exists no life Memories of warmth frozen into snow crystals In the land where the wind weeps, the child of tragendy lives Horn of frost and cold, dressed in the snow Bears who form to pearls run from her eyes ...Memories of joy frozen into pearls of ice the woman in the castle of ice bears the curse There where she will die Queen of the ice desolates A lonely raven passes by It seeks further on towards the warmth On wings it is free The woman in the castle bears the curse There she will die, but will anybody Remember?