| Song | Draconian Umpire |
| Artist | Einherjer |
| Album | Norwegian Native Art |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Storesund | |
| I am called a noble beast | |
| And dim is my name | |
| My keen sword forge a noble feast | |
| Now rests sublime untame | |
| Never as a youth with a weaklings heart | |
| Bravery in age unveil | |
| The conquered thrall of | |
| Valfathers art | |
| Freedoms bliss, death prevail | |
| Listen your last | |
| To the sound of my sword | |
| Yours, beheaded | |
| Gram, the dreaded | |
| Grim carnivour | |
| Listen your last | |
| Til your heart sound no more | |
| Fade you hear it | |
| Ridil tear it | |
| Out as you roar | |
| In water drown if in wind thou fare | |
| Doomed men bear misery | |
| Leave my abundance! | |
| Away from here! | |
| My penury your bane will be | |
| The countenance of terror left me here | |
| I now await the hoar of | |
| Hel to call | |
| No man saved by a helm of fear | |
| No man is mightier than all | |
| Garms howl | |
| I hear as | |
| I die Greed has overcome | |
| Curse thee by the ring, | |
| I sigh Your end shall become |
| zuo qu : Storesund | |
| I am called a noble beast | |
| And dim is my name | |
| My keen sword forge a noble feast | |
| Now rests sublime untame | |
| Never as a youth with a weaklings heart | |
| Bravery in age unveil | |
| The conquered thrall of | |
| Valfathers art | |
| Freedoms bliss, death prevail | |
| Listen your last | |
| To the sound of my sword | |
| Yours, beheaded | |
| Gram, the dreaded | |
| Grim carnivour | |
| Listen your last | |
| Til your heart sound no more | |
| Fade you hear it | |
| Ridil tear it | |
| Out as you roar | |
| In water drown if in wind thou fare | |
| Doomed men bear misery | |
| Leave my abundance! | |
| Away from here! | |
| My penury your bane will be | |
| The countenance of terror left me here | |
| I now await the hoar of | |
| Hel to call | |
| No man saved by a helm of fear | |
| No man is mightier than all | |
| Garms howl | |
| I hear as | |
| I die Greed has overcome | |
| Curse thee by the ring, | |
| I sigh Your end shall become |
| zuò qǔ : Storesund | |
| I am called a noble beast | |
| And dim is my name | |
| My keen sword forge a noble feast | |
| Now rests sublime untame | |
| Never as a youth with a weaklings heart | |
| Bravery in age unveil | |
| The conquered thrall of | |
| Valfathers art | |
| Freedoms bliss, death prevail | |
| Listen your last | |
| To the sound of my sword | |
| Yours, beheaded | |
| Gram, the dreaded | |
| Grim carnivour | |
| Listen your last | |
| Til your heart sound no more | |
| Fade you hear it | |
| Ridil tear it | |
| Out as you roar | |
| In water drown if in wind thou fare | |
| Doomed men bear misery | |
| Leave my abundance! | |
| Away from here! | |
| My penury your bane will be | |
| The countenance of terror left me here | |
| I now await the hoar of | |
| Hel to call | |
| No man saved by a helm of fear | |
| No man is mightier than all | |
| Garms howl | |
| I hear as | |
| I die Greed has overcome | |
| Curse thee by the ring, | |
| I sigh Your end shall become |