Luyện nghe bài hát Jotunblood

Lyrics: Grutle 1994
abyss, Ginnungagap
darkness without end before the
of
the Cold Empire's eleven frozen
frost spreads itself wide out
The gust from in the North
the mighty gap
Licking of fire from the South
boiling, bubbling
All life has its origin in a of

Your own evil inner;

Streams Hvergelmes Source
with nauseating drops of venom
The first, the of all families
created by the Two
With himself he
our proud
Our Primitive Force's roots
with energy from the cattle's rivers
A knife through the
A scream
A pale face
He proudly over Ymer's bones
All life has its in a source of

Your own evil inner;

If one all Midgard's knowledge
If the Wise Woman her staff
One can not avoid origin
The chaos of the Force;

Music: Ivar 1994