Ormgard II: Kvalt i kysk høgsong

The herd ate it's shepherd

And starved to death, smiling

They didn't reach the meadows

You loved your neighbour

And ate your own mother

Losing your own war

Slave in your own chains

You look to the sun

And freeze to death

Torn apart in golden cages

Strangled by purity

Kissing the hand that killed your own brother

Be sure of this

I'll never turn my back to you

Be sure of this

I'll always mock you

Consider what you've created

When you're waiting for death

Listen, out there

Where our laugher is resounding

Think of what's waiting for you

You miserable fool!

We laughed as the hive burned