Hans Siste Vinter

[Lyrics by Fenriz, January 1994] En mann dro for å lage ild, Om hjertet brant hans sjel, var vill I et slag hvor far var glemt, det ble hans lange, kalde siste vinter. Vræææææl En kriger stor, med kovnet sinn I tåkedal, han ble ført inn Fra sitt ariske palass Det ble han siste, lange, kalde, siste vinter Kvitekrist og jøder feirer nå De tror at Odin ville forgå Men kampen den har nå begynt Det er hans største ærefulle seier [English translation:] One man went to make a fire His heart was burning, wild was his soul In a battle where the father was forgotten, it became his lang, cold last winter [Scream] A great warrior, with a strangled mind He was led into a foggy valley From his Aryan palace It is his last, long, cold last winter Whitechrist and Jews are now celebrating They thought that Odin would perish But the battle has now begun It is his last big honourable victory