In my dreams I can see everything
In my dreams I can predict everything
In my dreams sprout a new kingdom
In my dream there is no turning back
What I see is a new härravälde
The slaughter of thousands of people taking off
Happen, skinned and burned
Mass murder of this nature is brutal
They are many and they are cold
Blood dripping from their hands
Looting after looting
From village to village
Highlighting its evil with flaming fire
Deep flesh wound from knives and swords
Contrite, naked and dead
The time for the country is far from past
Over the woods and fields, the blood flow with the rain's veins
Into the river's rushing noise
In my dreams I can predict everything
In my dreams sprout a new kingdom
In my dream there is no turning back
What I see is a new härravälde
The slaughter of thousands of people taking off
Happen, skinned and burned
Mass murder of this nature is brutal
They are many and they are cold
Blood dripping from their hands
Looting after looting
From village to village
Highlighting its evil with flaming fire
Deep flesh wound from knives and swords
Contrite, naked and dead
The time for the country is far from past
Over the woods and fields, the blood flow with the rain's veins
Into the river's rushing noise