Raabjorn Speiler Draugheimens Skodde

Langt... der borte i morket Gjennom tretopper der manelys driver Langt... der borte i all take Inn gjennom min sjel den sorte angst river Pa de mosegrodde steiner de seg viser Nar nattemorket har senket seg over Ekkoene... fra deres grufulle jamring Endelost... du kan hore I horisonten langt vekk Skimtes den sigende skodde Horder av ild rider manelyset i flokk Ved daggry de samles ved en bortgjemt odde Den iskalde snoen Har kommet Denne gang I evig fokk [English Translation] Raabjorn Reflect Ghost Ship's Mist Long... there away in darkness Through treetops there moonlight shines Long... there away in all mist Inside my soul the black anxiety tears On the moss-grown stones they show themselves When night-darkness has fallen Echoes... from their horror-full moanings Endless... you can hear In the horizon far away Is glimpsed the talking mist Hordes of fire ride in a flock By daybreak they gather by a hidden-away headland The ice-cold snow Has come This time In everlasting snowfall