Lyrics: Grutle Kjellson 1994 Bottomless abyss, Ginnungagap darkness without end before the Morning of time the Cold Empire`s eleven rivers frozen frost mist spreads itself wide out The gust from Nivlhel in the North fills the mighty gap Licking tongues of fire from the South boiling, bubbling venom All life has its origin in a source of JOTUNBLOOD Your mind`s own evil inner; JOTUNBLOOD Streams from Hvergelmes Source united with nauseating drops of venom The first, the Father of all families created by the Two Elements With himself he breeded our proud ancestors Our Primitive Force`s deep roots with energy from the cattle`s four rivers A knife through the dark A shrill scream A pale face foams He wanders proudly over Ymer`s bones All life has its origin in a source of JOTUNBLOOD Your mind`s own evil inner; JOTUNBLOOD If one seeks all Midgard`s knowledge If the Wise Woman swings her staff One can not avoid one`s origin The chaos of the Primitive Force; JOTUNBLOOD Music: Ivar Bjrnson 1994
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