Strokes from oars could be heard, beautiful ships gushed through the sea Like a wind from the north, our ancestors reached the shore Men from Hordaland, Rogalan...

Hymns were sung In the times when our people still were proud in the long gone past A long time ago Then came the disease The disease from south Deception and f...

Born in flames in the time before time In the sparkling embrace of Muspellheim Born to be your souls darkened depths Before Audhumia, our ancient mother awakene...

The silence inside this place is screaming Here, were the roses never wither, as they never bloomed Here the sun never shone Even the darkness never came in No ...

Waves are cutting like a knife of time On the slippery rocks that still stands besides the shore Two eyes are eyeing the seas Towards the seas that once brought...