Our lives have turned sad
The harvest again was bad
And it's growing worse hungry children cry


They pray to a new god while their people die
But fortune does not grow from a lie


What is our hope when kings betray
Sigurd was too strong but in ambush they lay

His brother helped and he was paid in gold
Now Sigurd lies dead bloodless and cold


Treason dwells in our king
He lies betrays and kills at night
What fortune can it bring?

Treason walks in this land
The Gravskin murders smile on his face
But blood is on his hands


King Tryggve was strong
And Erik's sons feared him well

So in the dark of the night
He was stabbed and fell
And Sigurd's son they tried to buy

But he remembered his father and saw the lie

Treason dwells in our king

He lies betrays and kills at night
What fortune can it bring?
Treason walks in this land

The Gravskin murders smile on his face
But blood is on his hands