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Vimm
Spite
Spite
Foretell, my iron,
foretell, my iron:
The day wanes
The feud wanes the day sets
The day sets
Tell me no,
Tell me no:
Sickle of death –
Sickle of death dulled by the bastard
Dulled by the bastard
Molten fire,
Bitter truth, my iron, cut the grave
Eerie grave for the soul
Nurmekund,
Spite gathered here, forge the iron
Cold iron of death
Say, my axe,
Say, my axe:
The flames vanish,
Into flaming vat our spite vanishes
Into vat our spite
Tell me no,
Tell me no.
Wicked sword –
Warm rain eats the wicked sword
Eats the warm rain
Sleep of death.
Foretell, my iron, strike disease
Vile bitter disease
Sunset hour,
Flames burst, burn glitter
Tempting alien glitter
Strangle, my sinew,
Strangle, my sinew.
I scold, iron,
I scold as I am here,
As I am here
Tell me no,
Tell me no:
Sickle of death –
Sickle of death dulled by the bastard
Dulled by the bastard
Spite!
Enough blood shed by the tribe!
Spite!
How long do we suffer, with a stooped back?!
Spite!
We’ll straighten up by the dawn.
Spite!
Head high and hands in fists.
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clidwingediend op 6 mei 2017 - 18:44
Toelichting van de vertaler:
i borrowed it from offical videos comments.
thanks Jonas H
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