Far in a land, north from here,
beyond the mountains of bitterness,
in a world of eternal ice,
the creaping shadows now arise,

screaming voices in the snow,
the storm is raging cold,
a blizzard right from giants hand,
has come to freeze the living to death,

etins from the ice

the northern winds blow through my hair,
the frost crawls up my back,
no chance to fight the tiredness,
and the etins will attack,

my heart it burns like fire,
the screams break through the night,
for glory and for pleasure,
eternally i fight,

etins from the ice

der mond der vater tiefer nacht,
scheint blau in mein gesicht,
in gedärm und frornem blut,
erlischt mein lebenslicht,

etins from the ice