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Lyrics:
Ein jotne skrik i lengsel Aesar druknar i banesr I sterke armar veks Gangar full av rte Fjella let seg ikkje Lenger lfte
Berre trellen eig Sin eigen fridom Nr kongar fylgjer Kristenmanns lov
Kven skal bera fram slvet Kven skal vakta bogen Kven skal dme rett Nr hjarta er av kol
Skinnlaus ormyngel Kven vil vel kome til Slik ei verd
Dei storme menn drep Sitt avkom med slve sverd La dei angre, la dei lide Men tryst dei ikkje
Gje dei aldri handa, La dei aldri sj auget
Tannlaust kjterpakk Kven vil vel hyre p slike ord Kvite krist drep si eiga mor
La dei fryse, la dei svelte Men tryst dei ikkje
Om dei f orkar turnen, Skal me byggja muren Om dei f orkar turen, Skal me byggja muren Om dei f orkar turen Skal me byggja muren
[English translation:]
[THE HIVE]
A troll screams with longing Gods drown in fatal wounds Tunnels of rot grows inside Strong arms The mountains will no longer be moved
Only the slave owns his own freedom When kings follow the laws of christened men
Who will carry forth the silver Who will guard the bow Who will judge fairly With hearts of coal
Worm with no skin Who would want to Enter such a world
The great men kill their children with blunt swords Let them regret Let them suffer But give them no comfort
Never give them your hand Never let them see the eye
Toothless bastards Who wants to hear such words The white christ kills his mother
Let them freeze, let them starve But give them no comfort
If the few endures the journ
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