War Of The Gods

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

Death, Odin hurled his spear off with great force
Deep into the great Vana-Fyrd
Battle horns gave up their sound
And Asgård walls razed to the ground.

The Vanir felt deceived Höne was a fool
Without Mimr at his side Höne could not rule
In a fit of violent rage Mimr's blood was shed
And to Odin's court they sent Mimr's severed head.

Truce, so a brittle and frail pease was forged
And to ensure that the peace remained
Njord and Frej to Asgård came
And Hön' and Mim' to Vanaheim.

Death, see the furious gods wanting blood
Oden knew that a raging war
Would not bring them any gain
Just leave a black and bitter stain.

Odin tog huvudet och smorde det med örter
Som hindrade det från att ruttna
Han kvad sedan trollsånger över det
Så att Mimr åter kunde tala till honom.

The Vanir felt deceived Höne was a fool
Without Mimr at his side Höne could not rule
In a fit of violent rage Mimr's blood was shed
And to Odin's court they sent Mimr's severed head.