Our lives have turned sad The harvest again was bad And it's growing worse Hungry children cry They pray to a new god While their people die But fortune does not grow from a lie What is our hope when kings betray Sigurd was too strong but in ambush they lay His brother helped and he was paid in gold Now Sigurd lies dead bloodless and cold Treason dwells in our king He lies betrays and k**s at night What fortune can it bring? Treason walks in this land The Grayskin murders Smile on his face But blood is on his hands King Tryggve was strong And Erik's sons feared him well So in the dark of the night He was stabbed and fell And Sigurd's son they tried to buy But he remembered his father And saw the lie Treason dwells in our king He lies betrays and k**s at night What fortune can it bring? Treason walks in this land The Grayskin murders Smile on his face But blood is on his hands