Í nafni stormsins - In the Name of the Storm

atmospheric black metal, folk metal, Nordic folk

[Verse 1]
Faðir minn fékk dauða ór vé,
Jarlinn logaði – en sannr var eigi.
Eg fann hans dóttur við flóðsins strand,
silfr í hári, blóð á hand.
Stormr minn vaknaði – hún varð fórn.

[Chorus]
Eldr í mér, stormr í brjósti,
niðr himins fylgir kosti.
Í nafni stormsins, eg rís!
Í nafni stormsins, eg brenn!
Eldr í mér, stormr í brjósti,
niðr himins fylgir kosti.
Í nafni stormsins, blóð mitt flý!
Í nafni stormsins — aftur enn!

[Verse 2]
Móðir mín hneig í fjörð ok sár,
jarls menn brenndu, þá friðr varð klár.
Eg fann hans konu í nóttarsal,
hún svaf við gull, í svikans val.
Eg stakk í hjarta — stormr mitt mál.

[Verse 3]
Bróðir minn hengdr í járn ok sveig,
Jarlinn hló — þá logaði eg.
Eg fann hans son í vetrar hríð,
hann bað um náð, en fékk ei frið.
Eg reif hans líf — því rétt var tíð.

[Bridge]
Eg gekk í sal hans, þar Jarlinn sat,
við borð af blóði, í syndar hát.
Eg skar hans háls með föður minn’s sverð,
stormr þagði — dauðinn varð verð.
Eg lagði stál í brjóst mitt hljótt,
stormr tók mig heim — mitt hjarta stoytt.

Translation:
[Verse 1]
My father met death within the sanctuary,
the Jarl lied – for guilty he was not.
I found his daughter by the shore of the tide,
silver in her hair, blood on her hand.
My storm awoke – she became a sacrifice.

[Chorus]
Fire in me, storm in my breast,
the abyss of heaven follows fate.
In the name of the storm, I rise!
In the name of the storm, I burn!
Fire in me, storm in my breast,
the abyss of heaven follows fate.
In the name of the storm, my blood runs!
In the name of the storm — once again!

[Verse 2]
My mother fell in fjord and wound,
the Jarl’s men burned — and peace never came.
I found his wife in the hall of night,
she slept beside gold, in the bed of betrayal.
I struck her heart — my storm is justice.

[Verse 3]
My brother hung in iron and died,
the Jarl laughed — I became blaze.
I found his son in winter’s storm,
he begged for mercy, but gained no peace.
I took his life — for the time was just.

[Bridge]
I walked into his hall, where the Jarl sat,
at a table of blood, in a feast of sin.
I cut his throat with my father’s sword,
the storm grew silent — death became just.
I shoved steel quietly into my chest,
the storm took me home — my heart shattered.

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[Verse 1] Faðir minn fékk dauða ór vé, Jarlinn logaði – en sannr var eigi. Eg fann hans dóttur við flóðsins strand, silfr í hári, blóð á hand. Stormr minn vaknaði – hún varð fórn. [Chorus] Eldr í mér, stormr í brjósti, niðr himins fylgir kosti. Í nafni stormsins, eg rís! Í nafni stormsins, eg brenn! Eldr í mér, stormr í brjósti, niðr himins fylgir kosti. Í nafni stormsins, blóð mitt flý! Í nafni stormsins — aftur enn! [Verse 2] Móðir mín hneig í fjörð ok sár, jarls menn brenndu, þá friðr varð klár. Eg fann hans konu í nóttarsal, hún svaf við gull, í svikans val. Eg stakk í hjarta — stormr mitt mál. [Chorus] Eldr í mér, stormr í brjósti, niðr himins fylgir kosti. Í nafni stormsins, eg rís! Í nafni stormsins, eg brenn! Eldr í mér, stormr í brjósti, niðr himins fylgir kosti. Í nafni stormsins, blóð mitt flý! Í nafni stormsins — aftur enn! [Verse 3] Bróðir minn hengdr í járn ok sveig, Jarlinn hló — þá logaði eg. Eg fann hans son í vetrar hríð, hann bað um náð, en fékk ei frið. Eg reif hans líf — því rétt var tíð. [Chorus] Eldr í mér, stormr í brjósti, niðr himins fylgir kosti. Í nafni stormsins, eg rís! Í nafni stormsins, eg brenn! Eldr í mér, stormr í brjósti, niðr himins fylgir kosti. Í nafni stormsins, blóð mitt flý! Í nafni stormsins — aftur enn! [Bridge] Eg gekk í sal hans, þar Jarlinn sat, við borð af blóði, í syndar hát. Eg skar hans háls með föður minn’s sverð, stormr þagði — dauðinn varð verð. Eg lagði stál í brjóst mitt hljótt, stormr tók mig heim — mitt hjarta stoytt. Translation: [Verse 1] My father met death within the sanctuary, the Jarl lied – for guilty he was not. I found his daughter by the shore of the tide, silver in her hair, blood on her hand. My storm awoke – she became a sacrifice. [Chorus] Fire in me, storm in my breast, the abyss of heaven follows fate. In the name of the storm, I rise! In the name of the storm, I burn! Fire in me, storm in my breast, the abyss of heaven follows fate. In the name of the storm, my blood runs! In the name of the storm — once again! [Verse 2] My mother fell in fjord and wound, the Jarl’s men burned — and peace never came. I found his wife in the hall of night, she slept beside gold, in the bed of betrayal. I struck her heart — my storm is justice. [Verse 3] My brother hung in iron and died, the Jarl laughed — I became blaze. I found his son in winter’s storm, he begged for mercy, but gained no peace. I took his life — for the time was just. [Bridge] I walked into his hall, where the Jarl sat, at a table of blood, in a feast of sin. I cut his throat with my father’s sword, the storm grew silent — death became just. I shoved steel quietly into my chest, the storm took me home — my heart shattered.

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