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Bottomless abyss, ginnungagap |
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Darkness without end before the morning of time |
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The cold empire's eleven rivers frozen |
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Frost mist spreads itself wide out |
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The gust from Nivlhel in the north fills the mighty gap |
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Licking tongues of fire from the south |
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Boiling, bubbling venom |
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All life has it's origin in a source of |
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Jotunblood |
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Your mind's own evil inner: |
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Jotunblood |
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Screams from Hvergelmes source |
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United with nauseating drops of venom |
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The first, the father of all families |
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Created by the two elements |
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With himself he breeded |
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Our proud ancestors |
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Our primitive force's deep roots |
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With energy from the cattle's four rivers |
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A knife through the dark |
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A shrill scream |
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A pale face foams |
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He wanders proudly over Ymer's bones |
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All life has it's origin in a source of |
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Jotunblood |
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Your mind's own evil inner: |
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Jotunblood |
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If one seeks all Midgard's knowledge |
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If the wise woman swings her staff |
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One can not avoid one's origin |
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The chaos of the primitive force: |
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Jotunblood |