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War, the first war of our world,
When the treacherous witch was
Three burned and three times born,
By searing flames was torn.

Death, hurled his spear off with great force
Deep into the great
horns gave up their sound
And walls razed to the ground.

The Vanir felt
Hne was a
Mmir at his side
Hne not rule
In a fit of rage
blood was shed
and to Odin's court they sent Mmir's head

Truce, so a brittle and frail peace was
And to that the peace remained.
Njordr and to Asgard came
and Hn' and Mim to

Death, see the furious gods blood,
knew that a raging war
would not them any gain
Just a black and bitter stain.

Odin tog och
smorde det med
som det
frn att
han kvad
ver det
s att ter
kunde till honom

[English
Odin took the head, and anointed it with
which it from rotting
he sang his magic over it
so that Mimer be able to to him

The Vanir felt
Hne was a
without at his side
Hne could not
In a fit of rage
blood was shed
and to Odin's they sent Mmir's severed head