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Album: Enslaved - Eld



[Sacrifice To The Elves]

[Lyrics by Grutle Kjellson 1993/96]
[Music by Ivar Bjrnson 1996]

Bring forth your sacrifice
The winter can last for long
Show them honour
Servants of Frey
Let the blood flow
On his pride
Until they are pleased
To provide our magnificense and growth

Our king will show his wrath
If we do not honour our promise
Poor the harvest will be
Without seeds in earth

Don't spill the finest blood
Strong sons will not be born too often

"Oh, wise Volve when shall I get to see, fields of growth
When shall I once again feel the light touch from Freyas hands"

Death comes fast
If you do not honour
The people below
The friends of the Vanirs
Bring forth
The holy boar
Then the sun will still shine
And we can still breath

We didn't wish to die
We didn't wish to awake
The wrath of the elders
Bring forth the holy boar

[Norwegian]

Bring frem ditt offer
Vinteren kan lett bli lang
Vis dem re
Frys understter
La blodet renne
Over hans stolthet
Til de er begjret
For vr prakt og vr grde

Vred blir vr konge
Hvis ei vrt lfte blir holdt
Skral blir den avling
Som ei er blitt sdd

Spill ei det beste blod
Sterke snner fdes ei i overflod

"Kloke volve nr skal jeg f se, Grderike enger"
"Nr skal jeg igjen f fle, Fryas myke hender"

Dden kommer fort
Om en ikke rer
Folket der under
Vaneguders frender
Bring fram
Den hellige Galte
S solen ikke slukner
S vi fremdeles kan nde

Vi nsket ei d
Vi nsket ei vekke
De eldstes harme
Bring fram den hellige Galte

Spill ei det beste blod
Sterke snner fdes ei i overflod

"Kloke volve nr skal jeg f se, Grderike enger
"Nr skal jeg igjen f fle, Fryas myke hender"


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