(Tekst: Grutle Kjellson) | |
Du drap min son, fjemn eg svergar | |
Du èydela min veg, og fred med mitt folk | |
Du sverta mitt namn, dei trudde deg | |
D trudde min lagnad var spott og spe | |
Du trudde eg med mitt banes¥r dèydde | |
Du trudde eg aldri skulle reisa meg | |
Du trudde lyset var din ven, | |
at du av dt var komen | |
Du trudde ale ville lystra ddeg | |
og glèyme valfaders g¥ver | |
Du glèymde din far sine vise ord | |
om svik, lagnad og dèd. | |
Du glèymde di plikt | |
som ein kjempande mann | |
og drap din bror i sveven. | |
Du trudde tid l¦kjar s¥ª | |
‚£ ¯¤èymde meg og mi heilage plikt, | |
eg skal drepa eg i vrede. | |
Blodhemn eg svergar, | |
Blodhemn har eg alltid sverga. | |
(Musikk: Ivar Bjèrnson & R. Kronheim) | |
(English translation: VENGEANCE IN BLOOD) | |
(Lyrics: Grutle Kjellson) | |
You killed my son, I am swearing revenge | |
You destroyd my path, and truce with my peaople | |
You blackended my name, they believed you | |
You saw my destiny as mockery | |
You was me dying with my fatal wound | |
You thought I would never rise | |
You thought the light was your friend, | |
That you sprung from it | |
You thought everyone would obey your words | |
And forget the gifts of Valfather. | |
You forgot your father's wise words | |
of betrayal, destiny and death | |
You forgot your duty as a man of strife, | |
and killed your brother sleeping | |
You thought time would heal the wounds, | |
that my people would forgive and pray | |
You forgot about me and my holy duty | |
I will kill you with anger | |
Vengeance in blood I swear | |
Vengeance in blood I have always sworn | |
(Music: Ivar Bjèrnson, R. Kronheim) |
Tekst: Grutle Kjellson | |
Du drap min son, fjemn eg svergar | |
Du e ydela min veg, og fred med mitt folk | |
Du sverta mitt namn, dei trudde deg | |
D trudde min lagnad var spott og spe | |
Du trudde eg med mitt banes r de ydde | |
Du trudde eg aldri skulle reisa meg | |
Du trudde lyset var din ven, | |
at du av dt var komen | |
Du trudde ale ville lystra ddeg | |
og gle yme valfaders g ver | |
Du gle ymde din far sine vise ord | |
om svik, lagnad og de d. | |
Du gle ymde di plikt | |
som ein kjempande mann | |
og drap din bror i sveven. | |
Du trudde tid l kjar s | |
e ymde meg og mi heilage plikt, | |
eg skal drepa eg i vrede. | |
Blodhemn eg svergar, | |
Blodhemn har eg alltid sverga. | |
Musikk: Ivar Bje rnson R. Kronheim | |
English translation: VENGEANCE IN BLOOD | |
Lyrics: Grutle Kjellson | |
You killed my son, I am swearing revenge | |
You destroyd my path, and truce with my peaople | |
You blackended my name, they believed you | |
You saw my destiny as mockery | |
You was me dying with my fatal wound | |
You thought I would never rise | |
You thought the light was your friend, | |
That you sprung from it | |
You thought everyone would obey your words | |
And forget the gifts of Valfather. | |
You forgot your father' s wise words | |
of betrayal, destiny and death | |
You forgot your duty as a man of strife, | |
and killed your brother sleeping | |
You thought time would heal the wounds, | |
that my people would forgive and pray | |
You forgot about me and my holy duty | |
I will kill you with anger | |
Vengeance in blood I swear | |
Vengeance in blood I have always sworn | |
Music: Ivar Bje rnson, R. Kronheim |
Tekst: Grutle Kjellson | |
Du drap min son, fjemn eg svergar | |
Du è ydela min veg, og fred med mitt folk | |
Du sverta mitt namn, dei trudde deg | |
D trudde min lagnad var spott og spe | |
Du trudde eg med mitt banes r dè ydde | |
Du trudde eg aldri skulle reisa meg | |
Du trudde lyset var din ven, | |
at du av dt var komen | |
Du trudde ale ville lystra ddeg | |
og glè yme valfaders g ver | |
Du glè ymde din far sine vise ord | |
om svik, lagnad og dè d. | |
Du glè ymde di plikt | |
som ein kjempande mann | |
og drap din bror i sveven. | |
Du trudde tid l kjar s | |
è ymde meg og mi heilage plikt, | |
eg skal drepa eg i vrede. | |
Blodhemn eg svergar, | |
Blodhemn har eg alltid sverga. | |
Musikk: Ivar Bjè rnson R. Kronheim | |
English translation: VENGEANCE IN BLOOD | |
Lyrics: Grutle Kjellson | |
You killed my son, I am swearing revenge | |
You destroyd my path, and truce with my peaople | |
You blackended my name, they believed you | |
You saw my destiny as mockery | |
You was me dying with my fatal wound | |
You thought I would never rise | |
You thought the light was your friend, | |
That you sprung from it | |
You thought everyone would obey your words | |
And forget the gifts of Valfather. | |
You forgot your father' s wise words | |
of betrayal, destiny and death | |
You forgot your duty as a man of strife, | |
and killed your brother sleeping | |
You thought time would heal the wounds, | |
that my people would forgive and pray | |
You forgot about me and my holy duty | |
I will kill you with anger | |
Vengeance in blood I swear | |
Vengeance in blood I have always sworn | |
Music: Ivar Bjè rnson, R. Kronheim |