Eldgjald [English translation]

A lot of land burned down before, in a hard summer of fire

We were powerless in the year of fire, and very little was left unburnt

We tilled, we dug

We found a maggot of death

We tilled, we dug

We found a maggot of death

We put it in the soil, its ancestorless face wrapped in linen

The unbound wrapping rose once a summer night

We tilled, we dug

We found a maggot of death

We tilled, we dug

We found a maggot of death

• Artist:Gjallarhorn
• Album:Ranarop: the Call of the Sea Witch (1997)