Blood Of Wisdom

Closure of war in agreement the tribes announce truce The Vanir and Aesir goddesses and gods Sealed their armistice in divinity From their essence they formed a being Whom came to be named Kvasir Wisest of them all and has ever lived Council he gave to those who asked Famous he became And a traveler throughout the world A wanderer full of insight With counciled satisfying answers But there were those who were delighted in murder In a town where Kvasir had traveled Two dwarves full of mischief, tricked him into his death Lure him in to our home, to kill the wisest of gods From his death we create, of blood Skaldekonstens mjöd Lure him, kill him, drain his blood From his death we create, of blood the finest of meads This brew contained Kvasirs pure wisdom The ability to dispense it for those who drank The mead of poetry was the outcome of his death Famous he became And a traveler throughout the world A wanderer full of insight With counciled satisfying answers But there were those who were delighted in murder In a town where Kvasir had traveled Two dwarves full of mischief, tricked him into his death Lure him in to our home, to kill the wisest of gods From his death we create, of blood Skaldekonstens Mjöd Lure him, kill him, drain his blood Put him down, lay to rest, to create Skaldekonstens Mjöd