[Music: Hrimgrimnir, Lyric: Vanargandr] Tiden er kommet som engang var fortalt der menneskets verden i sorg skal bli lagt Tre kalde vintre legger sin bleke arm rundt Mannheims frostbetonte land Et skall av skjebnens dystre tone setter sprekker i d?dens frosne krone Sulten venter verden derunder forbi porten og Hels ulvehunder Fra en verden av evig fortapelse til en annen med b?ddelens fortatelse En hyklersk strid blant levninger fortapt i vinterd?d graver ?pne p? sn?en s? blodr?d Liv g?r tapt ved fiendens og ens egen h?nd spunnet blir nornenes skjebnesb?nd Lagt i frossen aske Den fortviltes kamp- t?rer bundet til evighet Alle smerteskrik samles- til helvetes borgens profet S? trist alt er- det s?rgelig fortalt Farvel- en tom evighet, alt er forfalt Tid er ei tid her mer Liv er ei liv noensted Et ?ye kan ei som et ?ye se Forsvunnet er alt folk og fe H?rer ei en vissen tone mer Sanser intet, f?ler intet Vinterd?den flere hundre dager lange tok alt.. men vent.. [English translation:] [Winterd**h] The time has come as once was told where man's world will be lain in sorrow Three cold winters puts their pale arm around Mannheims frosty land A shell of fate's sombre tone cracks d**h's frozen crown Hungry the world waits thereunder Past the gate and Hel's wolves From a world of eternal damnation to another with the executioner's pardon A hypocritical battle among remnants lost in winterd**h graves open in the bloodred snow Lives are lost at the hand of the enemy and oneself The norm's band of faith is being spun Lain in frozen ashes The battle of the despairing- tears bound to eternity All cries of pain are gathered- to the hellcastels prophet All is dismal- the tragic is told Farewell- an empty eternity, all as decayed Time is not time here anymore Life is not life anywhere An eye can not see like an eye Gone are the people and beasts Never hear are withered note again Sense nothing, feel nothing The winterd**h hundreds of days old took everything.. but wait..