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Finntroll - BlodNatt | Текст песни

Jag slipar mitt svдrd, jag oljar min brynja
Flдtar mitt skдgg och tjдrar mitt tryne
Solen sjunker och skyn fдrgas rцd
Blod skall drickas. Blod skall drickas inatt

Nattulv ska jag rida till kyrkofolkets port
Dдrhдn ska jag dra mitt svдrd, slе ner var man
Mеnen lyser upp mitt mцrka land
Och Blod skall drickas. Blod skall drickas inatt

Svдrdet sliter en strupe opp,
I snцn ligger дn en kropp.
Nattulv biter ett huvud loss,
Blodet rinner som en fors.

Prдstdrдpe vid min sida nattulv ska jag rida
och blod skall drickas inatt

[A mighty troll warrior sharpens his sword. He prepares his armour, binds his
beard and tars his face. As the sun sets, he rides a giant wolf to the crusaders
fortress. He slays the wrong-believers and feasts on their blood.]

[English translation:]

[Blood Night]

I sharpen my sword, I oil my armour
Plait my beard and tar my snout
The sun sets and skies turn red
Blood shall flow. Blood shall flow tonight

A nightwolf shall I ride into fortress of christians
That far shall I draw my sword, striken down are men
The moon rises upon my blackened land
And blood shall flow. Blood shall flow tonight

The sword slices throats
Yet in the snow lies corpses
Nightwolf bites the heads off
Blood runs like a rapids

Into priestslaughter with my nightwolf shall I ride
and blood shall flow tonight

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