Luyện nghe bài hát Jotunblood

Lyrics: Kjellson 1994
Bottomless abyss,
darkness end before the Morning
of
the Cold Empire's eleven frozen
mist spreads itself wide out
The from Nivlhel in the North
the mighty gap
Licking tongues of fire the South
boiling, venom
All has its origin in a source of

Your mind's own evil

Streams from Source
united nauseating drops of venom
The first, the of all families
by the Two Elements
With himself he
our ancestors
Our Force's deep roots
with energy from the cattle's rivers
A through the dark
A shrill
A pale face
He wanders proudly over Ymer's
All has its origin in a source of

Your mind's own evil

If one seeks all Midgard's
If the Wise Woman swings her
One can not avoid one's
The chaos of the Primitive

Music: Bjrnson 1994