Original Text
The blood of...
The blood of...
The blood of...
His grasp will choke the world
His gifts will perfect us
The shadow changes all
God beckons the twilight
He is undying, He is eternal, He is God incarnate
His reign carries into the absolute eternity.
The blood of...
The blood of...
His grasp will choke the world
His gifts will perfect us
The shadow changes all
God beckons the twilight
He is undying, He is eternal, He is God incarnate
His reign carries into the absolute eternity.
Translation Result
Þæt blōd of...
Þæt blōd of...
Þæt blōd of...
His grip will strangle þe world
His giefa will rǣde us to ġeweddor
Þe sceadu weorþþāhð all
God hēoð þone twiġht
Hē is undead, Hē is ece, Hē is God onfange
His rīce færð into se ælmihtiga eornost.
Þæt blōd of...
Þæt blōd of...
His grip will strangle þe world
His giefa will rǣde us to ġeweddor
Þe sceadu weorþþāhð all
God hēoð þone twiġht
Hē is undead, Hē is ece, Hē is God onfange
His rīce færð into se ælmihtiga eornost.