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Rizzan en rounar
Mijn fluisterend wourd
Er Lintinbluitin nu faran
Tuo darasourd

Rizzan en rounar
Mijn fluisterend wourd
Er Lintinbluitin nu faran
Tuo darasourd

Jaevond det bydan
Blout Fuër Bluot
Wandet nah waestan wizzant
Undaz luiht

Sihant dej ravan
Laydan ons, duur
Daelarn, duistar, doh wisa
Izeho haer

Sihant dej ravan laydan ons
Duur daelarn, duistar, en fijandis rahyn
Wandet nah waestan wizzant undaz luiht
Wandet tuo sunna iom stjernaluiht
Er lintinbluitin faran Bluot Fuër Bluot

Bluot en flehon
Den lon fuër allaen lidan
Doh eh vandaerer voort
I
valdaes widan

Feranan widan sihant
Moragaens skhinn
En lintinbluitin nu faran
Bluot Fuër Bluot

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Falkenbach – Bluot Fuër Bluot

The mountains chime
Avast relentless rhyme
The majesty, the regency
Prevails the everlasting rivalry

Crowned by the haze of history
A ferocious tore, a regaining core
Ordained by the weight of gravity
Echoes through the halls of lore

Echoes through the halls of lore
Crowned by the haze of history

The monumental fortress of primal grace
Shimmers beyond the horizon astray
Vast and wondrous cast of the glorious
Harmony, diversity, adversary

The cycle of all
The rise and fall
Exuberance in waste
Depravity
Excellence in barren nobility
The lore of monumental regency
The Rhymes of the Mountain

The cycle of all
The rise and fall
Exuberance in waste
Depravity
Excellence in barren nobility
The lore of monumental regency
Regency

The Rhymes of the Mountain
The Rhymes of the Mountain

Vast and wondrous cast of the glorious
Harmony, diversity, adversary

Vast and wondrous cast of the glorious…the glorious
Harmony, diversity, adversary

Ordained by the weight of gravity
Echoes through the halls of lore

The monumental fortress of primal grace
Shimmers beyond the horizon astray

The cycle of all
The rise and fall
Exuberance in waste
Depravity
Excellence in barren nobility
The lore of monumental regency
The Rhymes of the Mountain

Borknagar – The Rhymes of the Mountain

Med gufs og hyl jeg visner marken

Ett uggent gys skiller ved og barken

Ser tilbake på frost og tåke

Natt som dag I evig våke

Gold kulde river

Mot lys jeg driver

Men alle glør dør der

Der hvor jeg hviler min bør

Alltid alene

Der finnes ingen som kan vandre med meg

Evig vinter
Er hva
Jeg er

Du er tedd når
Jeg er nær

Sjelen søker evig varme

Allt den får en ensom harme

Markens grøde for all tid øde

Der jeg setter mitt spor
Min sorg et større enn ord

Arcturus – Hufsa [The Groke]