The Blood Of Kvasir Lyrics - Singles - Enslaved

Lyrics by Grutle Kjellson 1996 

A war ruled in ancient times 

Between the holy races, the vanirs and the Ases 

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 dwarfhands he died 

>From the blood of Kvasir they made the meads of poets, the 

holy drink 

Fjalar and Galar once murdered Gilling the Giant, the father 

of Suttung 

Enraged, Suttung demanded justice to be fulfilled 

The blood of Kvasir became the mead of Suttung 

Grimne flew out from Valhalla 

In the shape of the falcon 

To the Home of Giants and to Nitberg 

Bauge was deceived, and Gunnlod betrayed 

Out from Nitberg the falcon flew 

Finally Kvasir should return to Asgard 

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 Sutting flew into the flames of Tjalve 

Music by Ivar Bjrnson & Grutle Kjellson 1996 

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