Текст песни DRAUGGARD - Nidgedichte

In bitterness, in anger, he composed words
He gave birth to a song, weaved a curse.
Waves of death lurked, asked for freedom.
The song is born - it needs life!
In the fence of the enemy, outwardly beggar, poor
I asked permission to make the drape.
Jarl praise Hakon the mighty
He was allowed and the song began!

Praise rushed to the Jarl, joy and happiness
The song promised, it lifted fate
But death moved to the jarl
Bitterness, misfortune, that song promised.

Hakon feels bad - the skin itches
It is impossible to stop, then - the hidden Nid.
The net of death is ringing - tearing life to shreds
The sword of death strikes - it breaks the shackles of fate.
That is their feast
Their life is nid
The song is ringing
Jarl - to rot!

Death asked the words of death here,
Servants rushed about and choked on it
Iron on the walls helped
In a furious dance bathed in blood.

The joy of death, the joy of darkness
They intertwined here, they hugged
The net of death is ringing - tearing life to shreds
The sword of death strikes - breaks the shackles of fate.
That is their feast
Their life is nid
The song is ringing
Jarl - to rot!

Don't live guilty!
Don't live innocent!
The shackles of death are upon you!

That is their feast
Their life is nid
The song is ringing
The Jarl is given to rot!

Structure:
Anton Gloomyr - vocals
Dmitry Ulybin - guitars
Evgeny "Teuthis" Mityakov - bass
Tomasz "Nefastus" Janiszewski - drums

Recorded at Bast It !, Wuppertal, Germany
Drums recorded at Stage One with Andy Classen
Produced & Mixed: Oliver Lux
Mastering by Joachim Kopka