[music & lyrics: Trollhorn]
Pesten kom fr?n S?der.
F?r tusen ?r sen.
R?ttor av den falska tron.
Lik och d?d.
Med sj?lar s? svarta.
Som nattlig sky.
Vi jagar dem horta.
Varje g?ng.
Vi strider till gryning.
N?r varje troll har stupat.
M?nniskopesten.
Har ej plats h?r.
Marken f?rgas r?d.
Av kristna dr?gg.
L?t blodbadet b?rja: D?, M?NNISKOPESTEN!
Med blod och eld.
?r vi d?pta.
Is och j?rn.
Skapade v?r vagga.
Vi rider med ulver.
Mot kampen igen.
M?nniskokok?tt.
Det smakar mest.
Marken f?rgas r?d.
Av kristna dr?g.
L?t blodbadet b?rja: D?, M?NNISKOPESTEN!
Med blod och eld.
Vi hugger ner dem.
Blixtrande blad.
Sl?cker sin t?rst.
M?nniskopesten...
Har ej plats h?r.M?nniskopesten...
Ska slitas is?r.
[English translation:]
[Wind Journey / The Plague Of Mankind]
The Plague came from the south
A thousand years ago
Rats of false gods
Corpses and d**h
With souls as black
As the night sky
We chase them away
Every time
We fight till sunrise
When every troll has fallen
The Plague of Mankind
Has no place here
The ground is colored red
By Christian swine
Let the bloodbath begin: DIE, PLAGUE OF MANKIND!
With blood and fire
We were baptized
Ice and iron
Created our cradle
We ride with wolves
To the fight again
Human flesh
Tastes the best
The ground is colored red
By Christian swine
Let the bloodbath begin: DIE, PLAGUE OF MANKIND!
With blood and fire
We cut them down
Flashing blade
Quenching its thirst
The plague of Mankind
Has no place here
The plague of Mankind
Will be torn apart