Instrumental

Darkened woods, tranquil Wolf-sea
Flax was spun by a lovely hand
Soothing breeze, reassuring
As tender hands of maiden clasped
For seven winters they were longing
For seven winters they had stayed
Till the call of the Darkwood Forest
Parted them for a different fate

Golden ring was her last gift
Before fading into dusk
And this gift he had treasured
Hoping she would one day return
But the king had heard of this craftsman
Sent his riders, both tall and fierce
He was seized under waning moonlight
And alas, they did his ring steal

Here I am
Once free man
Now I’m trapped
I will have my revenge
Right where I stand
Don’t expect
I’ll be kept
Till my death
’cause I’ll have my revenge
This I swear

Crashing waves, lonesome Sea-place
Forced to work at the king’s command
Prove his skill at the anvil
Where he shows off his finest craft
Brightest blade by the king was taken
To his daughter he gave the ring
And the smith, he was ordered hamstrung
To prevent him from escaping

None perceived that the blacksmith
Had been working long on a plan
To escape this horrid island
And get revenge upon the king
And as such he had asked the king’s sons
Come tomorrow, you two alone
If you want gold, it shall be given
Tell not the maidens or household folk

(And so the smith watched his plan unfold
For no one could now his vengeance withhold)

Here I am
Once free man
Now I’m trapped
I will have my revenge
Right where I stand
Don’t expect
I’ll be kept
Till my death
’cause I’ll have my revenge
This I swear

From your sons, endless juice will flow
I bestow this gift upon thee, great king
By my craft, their bare skulls will last
As goblets they will stand within thine great halls
For thy wife, gems have I devised
So that she will look always in their eyes
Teeth thee shall find, perfectly aligned
On a golden pin as a gift to thy daughter

Mocked with shame she will live to her last days
Oh can’t you see this was done by your harsh ways?
For now you know the agony that I have felt
You suffer now as by your hand woe was dealt

Heed my words

Here I am
Once free man
Now I’m trapped
I will have my revenge
Right where I stand
Don’t expect
I’ll be kept
Till my death
’cause I’ ll have my revenge
This I swear

Grunting noises

Raging war on the battlefield
When suddenly a great ache appeared
Out in the plains on the dirt did I fall
Then great wings brought me here to Sigtyr’s halls

At the great feast at Glasir
The mead of Heidrun is consumed
Spend no thought on future battles
Drink now while the Glasir blooms

One by one my brothers arrive
They all appear worn down from the fight
We welcome them: ‘Grab a bite, rest your feet.
Come settle down, have a drink of this mead’

At the great feast at Glasir
The mead of Heidrun is consumed
Spend no thought on future battles
Drink now while the Glasir blooms

Kut! Waar is mijn bier?

Kijk wat ik heb
Vers bier in mijn hand
Ik kreeg het net van die man
Een gulzige blik
Stond op mijn gezicht
Toen ik net dit glas aannam

Wat ik niet wist
Hier in het publiek
Een moshpit start om mij heen
Ik word gebeukt
Net had ik nog bier
Maar nu heb ik er geen

Dus ik zeg
Kut! Waar is mijn bier?
Kut! Waar is mijn bier?

Op naar de bar
Het is een heel eind
Maar mijn lichaam snakt naar meer
Ik kom daar aan
Het bier staat al klaar
Ik pak het en ga snel weer

Nu nog terug
Ik zie mijn plek al
Maar dan wordt het plots weer ruig
Bier uit mijn hand
Door een zwiep van haar
Van dat headbangend tuig

Dus ik zeg
Kut! Waar is mijn bier?
Kut! Waar is mijn bier?

Ik ben het zat
Nu wil ik mijn drank
Ik vecht mijn weg naar de tap
“Luister barman
Wees stil en geef mij
De drank die ik wil, en rap”

Ik drink mijn bier
Bestel nog wat meer
Zie twee bier in plaats van een
Grijp naar mijn glas
Beland op de grond
En waar is mijn bier heen?

Dus ik zeg
Bier! Waar is mijn kut?
Bier! Waar is mijn kut?

Ja ik zeg
Kut! Waar is mijn bier?
Kut! Waar is mijn bier?

Kut! Waar is mijn bier?