| Song | La Grande Danse Macabre |
| Artist | Marduk |
| Album | La Grande Danse Macabre |
| 作词 : Håkansson, Legion | |
| This ghastly skeleton, bone bare on ghostly nag | |
| Gallops through space | |
| No spurs, no whips | |
| And yet his steed pants towards apocalyps | |
| Nostrils a-snort in epeleptic fit | |
| Headlong they rush, athwart the infinite | |
| With rash and trampling hoof | |
| The cavalier, his flashing sword aflame | |
| Glashes - now here, now there | |
| Amongst the nameless slaughtered horde | |
| Then goes inspecting like some manor-lord | |
| The charnel ground, chill and unbound where | |
| Under a bleak suns pallid leaden glare | |
| Histories great sepulchered masses lie | |
| From the ages near | |
| And the ages long gone by | |
| Death can on both black and white horses ride | |
| Across the threshold of infinity he you guide | |
| Death can step along smiling within the dance | |
| And as a pawn in a game of chess you stand no chance | |
| Death can also beat a drum | |
| He drums hard and he drums soft | |
| The time has come for you to leave the mortal croft | |
| All your dreams he beats into dust | |
| Die, die, die you must | |
| I svangen latta i dansens ringar | |
| I stigen yra i nojets lag | |
| Och myrten blommar och lyran klingar | |
| Men over troskeln stiger jag | |
| Då stannar dansen | |
| Då sankas ljuden | |
| Då vissnar kransen | |
| Då bleknar bruden |
| zuò cí : H kansson, Legion | |
| This ghastly skeleton, bone bare on ghostly nag | |
| Gallops through space | |
| No spurs, no whips | |
| And yet his steed pants towards apocalyps | |
| Nostrils asnort in epeleptic fit | |
| Headlong they rush, athwart the infinite | |
| With rash and trampling hoof | |
| The cavalier, his flashing sword aflame | |
| Glashes now here, now there | |
| Amongst the nameless slaughtered horde | |
| Then goes inspecting like some manorlord | |
| The charnel ground, chill and unbound where | |
| Under a bleak suns pallid leaden glare | |
| Histories great sepulchered masses lie | |
| From the ages near | |
| And the ages long gone by | |
| Death can on both black and white horses ride | |
| Across the threshold of infinity he you guide | |
| Death can step along smiling within the dance | |
| And as a pawn in a game of chess you stand no chance | |
| Death can also beat a drum | |
| He drums hard and he drums soft | |
| The time has come for you to leave the mortal croft | |
| All your dreams he beats into dust | |
| Die, die, die you must | |
| I svangen latta i dansens ringar | |
| I stigen yra i nojets lag | |
| Och myrten blommar och lyran klingar | |
| Men over troskeln stiger jag | |
| D stannar dansen | |
| D sankas ljuden | |
| D vissnar kransen | |
| D bleknar bruden |