Iskald — Lokes Dans song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Lokes Dans" by Iskald.
Lyrics
Falskhetens far trer atter inn
Blandt stridsmenn tales ondt svik
Hods synd renner inn I hans blod
Balders gråt så evig foredlet
Blodet blandes ved hans komme
Han som alle hav seglet
Om arven snakkes mye vondt
Utgards svarstkap skimrer opp
Vargtimen skal ingen mann skåne
Trollskap og horskap I evig pakt
Jormungands offer skal lide
Niflheim skimrer I all sin prakt
Lokes svik
Skrik fra mørke haller
Lokes vrede
Menn så guder falle
Lokes kraft
Herskerenes bane ved Ragnarok
Skarp I alt snakk som forlot
Blod lå evinderlig I hans ord
Aldri jaget og aldri elsket
Banemans ære og visdommens sønn
Balders bane og alles pest
Ingemann akte og Gudenes bønn
Blindemennsvenn står han bi Hersker og herjer blandt menn
Sterk I kløkt og klør
Auser av kvinnehjertes hat
Surts hær stiller hardhauset opp
For han som onskapen sår
Blodet som rant I sten
Lokes Dans I harddømdes sal
Alltings enda råka jord
Lokes Dans på falne lik
Som jern klinger trer han frem
Herskerens bane ved Ragnarok
Lyrics translation
The father of falsehood re-enters
Among combatants tales evil deceit
HOD's sin flows into his blood
Balders wept so eternally ennobled
The blood is mixed at his coming
He like all ocean seal
About the legacy is spoken a lot of hurt
Utgard's svarstkap shimmers up
Vargtimen should no man spare
Sorcery and horship in eternal covenant
Jormungand's sacrifice should suffer
Niflheim shimmers in all its glory
Lokes betrayal
Scream from dark halls
Loke's wrath
Men saw gods fall
Lokes power
The ruler's path at Ragnarok
Sharp in all the talk that left
Blood was evinderly in his words
Never chased and never loved
The glory of baneman and the son of wisdom
Balder's path and everyone's plague
Ingemann heed and the prayer of the Gods
Blindmen friend stands he bi ruler and ravages among men
Strong in wits and claws
Auser of female-hearted hat
Surt's army sets hardhauset up
For him that the creature sows
The blood that flowed in the stone
Lokes dance in harddømdes sal
Alltings even raw soil
Lokes Dancing On fallen corpses
As iron klinger he steps forward
The ruler's path by Ragnarok