Kvasirs Blod Lyrics - Singles - Enslaved

A war ruled in ancient times 

Between the holy races, the Vanirs and the Aces 

When peace came, the deities united 

From a bowl filled with spit rose Kvasir 

"Wise he becomes, he drinks the holy mead 

the blood of Kvasir, but not he who drinks 

from the spilled mead that dripped 

from the falcon" 

Kvasir the father of poets by dwarf hands he died 

From the blood of Kvasir they made the mead of poets, 

the holy drink 

Fjalar and Galar once murdered Gilling the Giant, 

the father of Suttung 

Enraged, Suttung demanded justice to be fullfilled 

The blood of Kvasir became the mead of Suttung 

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Grimne flew out from Valhalla 

In the shape of the falcon 

To the home of Giants and to Nitberg 

Bauge was decived, and Gunnlod betrayed 

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Out from Nitberg the falcon flew 

Finally Kvasir should return to Aasgard 

But when the mead disappeared Suttung became furious 

Out, in the shape of the eagle he followed 

Sadly, Grimne had to spill from his valuable treasure 

Which led to the making of the false poets 

The falcon flew home to his domains 

And Suttung flew into the flames of Tjalve