Ór Ymis Holdi
Var jörd of sköpuð
En ór sveita sær
Björg ór beinum
Baðmr ór hári
En ór hausi himinn

Ór Ymis Holdi
Var jörd of sköpuð
En ór sveita sær
Björg ór beinum
Baðmr ór hári
En ór hausi himinn

Inseparable walkers, through the dark
A journey towards the cores
From general to singular
Illusions rise from the abyss

Weary eyes look to the sky
Carrier of the flame
The emerging morning self

Arisen like an alien dawn
Chords in a life not yet played
Echoes of a past not yet written
Memories drawn from dreams of giants
The ancient gods told us where to go
Mountains told us how to be

The fertile Earth told us who we are
Fields of long gone presence

We will reach the havens
The lesser known, deeper path

Arisen like an alien dawn
Chords in a life not yet played
Echoes of a past not yet written
Memories drawn from dreams of giants
The ancient gods told us where to go
Mountains told us how to be

In the eye of the storm, we were born
We see the fires in the dark