Kvasir
"Wise he becomes, he drinks the holy mead
The blood of Kvasir, but not he who drinks
From the spilled mead that dripped
From the falcon" »
Kvasirs Blod [The Blood of Kvasir]
Eld
by Enslaved
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There is need
There is need
Who to kill
Who to kill
There is mead
There is mead
There is ill
Who is ill
I must feed
Who must feed »
There Is Need
Red For Fire: An Icelandic Odyssey, Pt. 1
by Solefald
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the valley where the wild flowers nod
No-one knows how she loved him but herself and God
One day when the snow was on the mead
She passed him by on a milk »
Lass of the Low Country
Nina Simone Collection [EMI Gold]
by Nina Simone
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the tree I fell
Nine magic songs I got
From the famous son of
Boltorn, Besdas Father
And a drink I got
Of precious mead
Poured by Odrere
Then I became »
Yggdrasil
Frost
by Enslaved
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live in the meads
I'll spread you with my heart
Over the fertile fields
The love we gave each other
Was the love that we would make
Those years became »
Precious Burden
Precious Burden
by Sophie Zelmani
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Galders great, nine Bòltorn gave
Nine lays of might
Drank the draught of Kvasir's blood
Mead Divine
Word from word gave words to me »
Ride the Gallows
Blot
by Einherjer
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reached by dusk
We drink our mead in the light of the funeral pyre
Just as the flames, our cups are raised higher and higher
We drink to our brothers »
Celebration of Our Victory
Thyrfing
by Thyrfing
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our hymns
Filled with lust we drink
The mead so pure and strong
Proffered by smiling maidens
We praise the taste on our tongue
Mead blessed for us »
Arising
Valdr Galga
by Thyrfing
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Horns raised and filled with the finest of mead
Valhalla's warriors battle succeed
The lodge so enormous, so many in here
Valkyries serve us »
A Moment in Valhalla
Valdr Galga
by Thyrfing
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Watching all these angels fall
Their lonely eyes haunt me still
We will avenge them all
Bring me mead and bring me ale
To help us face this fight again »
World of Stone
The Village Lanterne
by Blackmore's Night
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the harvest, but fair is the tune
With the song of the lonely swan in my heart
Every day when I wake up I thank the Lord I'm Welsh
A feast of mead »
International Velvet
International Velvet
by Catatonia
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fial 's go fairsing ann
Bhà brannda is fÃon na Spáinne ann
Bhà póitÃn stil is mead le mil
Bhà beoir is leann na h-Ã?ireann ann »
Dónal Agus Mórag
Harvest Storm
by Altan
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And a chap called McGurk who was scared stiff of work
And a chap from West Meade called Malone.
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule »
The Irish Rover
Dubliners Live [Zyx]
by The Dubliners
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And a drink I had from the strongest mead
Got out from? thraerir
Valdr galga
Yggdrasil must abide
More than to men is known
The hart browsing above, it's bark »
Valdr Galga
Valdr Galga
by Thyrfing
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And the earth slept in peace
"I know it all, where you hid your eye
Down in Mimer's well
He drinks your mead, your source of wisdom
He is drinking of your blood" »
Mimer's Well
Valdr Galga
by Thyrfing
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tapers in the moveless air nighttime
And doomed already were the radiant dawns,
The odour and the noise of meads,
when all thy trees were bent, »
Kôr
Dol Guldur
by Summoning
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mead
Peered down
I grasped the runes screaming of need
I took them
From that tree I fell
I pledged to Odin
A hanged mans gift
Saw him hang »
Wyrd of the Dead
Norwegian Native Art [Bonus Track]
by Einherjer
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Heated by the strongest of mead my blood is boiling
There exists no fear in a berserker in battle
Oh, how sweet my enemy is recoiling
His brothers »
Going Berserk
Thyrfing
by Thyrfing
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did stand
she is stolen
She is snatched away
Through watery meads straying our lovely
Daughter
She of the wild eyes
She of the wild hair
Snatched up »
The Dancing of the Lord of Weir
Myrrh
by Robin Williamson
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fairsing ann,
Bhi brannda is fion na Spainne ann,
Bhi poitin stil is mead le mil,
Bhi beoir is leann na h-Eireann.
Donal, 'se Donal,
'Se Donal a rinne »
Dónal Agus Mórag/The New-Rigged Ship
Celtic Odyssey
by Altan
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to mark the halcyon time.
And so I walk in meads below,
Amongst the springs and weevil-gall,
In myriad throngs the grass will take me with you.
And I »
Birdsong
Wise After the Event
by Anthony Phillips
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aloft to mark the halcyon time.
And so I walk in meads below,
Amongst the springs and weevil-gall,
In myriad throngs the grass will take me with you. »
Birdsong and Reprise
Wise After the Event [Remastered] [2 CD]
by Anthony Phillips
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she comes to us I kneel
Cut the heart out from our holes
His hands of love are heavy coals
Michael comes with hands of mead
Michael comes with »
Michael's White Hands
The Angels of Light Sing Other People
by Angels of Light
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run
For now the magic's gone
Falling under the water where i don't belong
Beaneth the mud and mead
There lurks like a dark seed
A memory long »
Dim
The Impossible Thrill
by Alpha
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treasure hunt is at hand
Nobody's life will remain when they leave this shattered ground
Without any fear, they walked in from the shore
Mead is in »
Set Sail to Plunder
Thyrfing
by Thyrfing
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