Nattväsen Songtext / Lyric

MÅNEGARM
Nattväsen Lyrics
The mournful cry of the loon, quietly abates.
The froth of Rimfaxe falls, upon the skin of Nerthus.
Pitch black, snorting, he strides forth. Faint glimmering lights,from the crevices of the mountain.
The mist folk gather, over meadow and bog.
The shadows of the trees awake, in nightly glow.

From the moist deeps of the mounds, below the gaze of the sky.
To the resounding howls of wolves, clarity emerges.
From the spring of night, once more they flow.

Night creatures, primal creatures from the deeps of the woods.
The wolf’s roaming in the gaze of the raven eye.
Night creatures, shadow creatures from the deeps of the earth.
The eternal primal force of the night...

Night creatures, primal creatures from the deeps of the heavens.
Star-strewn shapes sweep down.
Night creatures, shadow creatures from the deeps of the sea.
Driven by eternal hunger...

Night creatures, primal creatures from the hall of the mountain.
The shimmering of stones in the land of mists.
Night creatures, shadow creatures soon will flee.
By the light of Delling...