Plagues of the North

Aegyr, abyss 's god,
 Lord of the deep ocean,
 The calm sea, you are,
 Man kneels in front of you
 Screams, cries,
 Dead, the cold embrace of the water, deeper and deeper
 Shadows and ghosts,
 Far from the comfort of men,
 Away from the breeze, far from the sun
 His wife, Ran "the thief",
 Huntress of bodies, huntress of souls,
 The evil she is,
 Always waiting for victims
 Screams, cries,
 Dead, the cold embrace of the water, deeper and deeper,
 Shadows and ghosts
 Far from the comfort of men,
 Away from the breeze, far from the sun
 With a net capturing ships,
 Along with nine daughters,
 Turned into waves,
 No escape, no way out
 Screams, cries,
 Dead, the cold embrace of the water, deeper and deeper,
 Shadows and ghosts
 Far from the comfort of men,
 Away from the breeze, far from the sun