Tåketanker [English translation]

The empty speak in my loneliness,

in a hall that no one knows.

There crystals can life the fog's veil,

reveal who bleeds.

The song of steel is underway!

Now the world's war is called,

and the kings of war cry out loudly to me,

take my sword and grab hold!

The war I fight,

It makes me so vague!

Can I go free?

The entanglement of battle stretches far!

If the sky falls and I am left behind,

if all my memories are taken

When the world wanders in its winter land,

all ice becomes water.

The cold takes everything that once was!

Now the world's war is called,

and the kings of war cry out loudly to me,

take my sword and grab hold!

If [my] thoughts become tight,

Will I wake up and give them to you?

If the nights become long,

will you smile at me when I weep?

• Artist:Glittertind