Death god, king god, father of all From the bowels of Ginnunga, create the world The blood of Ymer flows through the land As the king sits on the highest seat In the morning of ages the oldest of gods Lifted the land to the heights From the flesh and blood of the old giant Ymer The world of Midgard was form In the well of Mimer... the power of wisdom lay The sweetest of meads was given to our king In return for the eye he gave War god, king god, father of all Nine chants of power, power of the runes Nine nights he hung in the great tree of life I know I hung in the windswept tree, nine whole nights Pierced by my own spear and given to Odin Myself to myself King god Hail and praise the king of Asgard King god Hail and praise the god of war Death god, king god, father of all From the bowels of Ginnunga, create the world The blood of Ymer flows through the land As the king sits on the highest seat War god, king god, father of all Nine chants of power, power of the runes Nine nights he hung in the great tree of life
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