Enslaved - Alfablot lyrics

[Sacrifice To The Elves] [Lyrics by Grutle Kjellson 1993/96] [Music by Ivar Bj?rnson 1996] Bring forth your sacrifice The winter can last for long Show them honour Servants of Frey Let the blood flow On his pride Until they are pleased To provide our magnificense and growth Our king will show his wrath If we do not honour our promise Poor the harvest will be Without seeds in earth Don't spill the finest blood Strong sons will not be born too often "Oh, wise Volve when shall I get to see, fields of growth When shall I once again feel the light touch from Freyas hands" d**h comes fast If you do not honour The people below The friends of the Vanirs Bring forth The holy boar Then the sun will still shine And we can still breath We didn't wish to die We didn't wish to awake The wrath of the elders Bring forth the holy boar [Norwegian] Bring frem ditt offer Vinteren kan lett bli lang Vis dem ?re Fr?ys unders?tter La blodet renne Over hans stolthet Til de er begj?ret For v?r prakt og v?r gr?de Vred blir v?r konge Hvis ei v?rt l?fte blir holdt Skral blir den avling Som ei er blitt s?dd Spill ei det beste blod Sterke s?nner f?des ei i overflod "Kloke volve n?r skal jeg f? se, Gr?derike enger" "N?r skal jeg igjen f? f?le, Fr?yas myke hender" D?den kommer fort Om en ikke ?rer Folket der under Vaneguders frender Bring fram Den hellige Galte S? solen ikke slukner S? vi fremdeles kan ?nde Vi ?nsket ei ? d? Vi ?nsket ei ? vekke De eldstes harme Bring fram den hellige Galte Spill ei det beste blod Sterke s?nner f?des ei i overflod "Kloke volve n?r skal jeg f? se, Gr?derike enger "N?r skal jeg igjen f? f?le, Fr?yas myke hender"