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Nå ska me ta ein liten sang Den dreie seg om alkohol Me har ingen sånne tekstar Me vil gjerna ha litt spekter Suttung fulgte hakk i hel Odin kicka assen hans Suttung leve ei mer lenger Me har all den mjød me treng Full av all dis galskap Ska fyra opp ein liten tjall Setta på litt svartmetall Sammen med min beste venn Odin ga oss Suttung sitt mjød Det magiske mjød Det daglige brød Odin ga oss Suttung sitt mjød Det magiske mjød Det e bedre enn øl SongtexteNattens sønner at og lengter Så ska me pula Odins enka Mens me råe riff ska sjenka Svarte rever dekk attens Sjå Kvelertaks bestilens Odin ga oss Suttung sitt mjød Det magiske mjød Det daglige brød Odin ga oss Suttung sitt mjød Det magiske mjød Det e bedre enn øl Odin ga oss Suttung sitt mjød Det magiske mjød Det daglige brød [English translation:] Now where gonna sing a little song It is about alcohol We have no such texts We want some spectrum Odin gave his heartblood (...) Suttung followed notch in full Odin kicked his ass* Suttung isn't alive anymore We have all the mead we need Full of all this madness (...) Gonna lighten up a little haschish pinch Turn on some black metal Along with my best friend Odin gave us Suttung's mead The magical mead The daily bread Odin gave us Suttung's mead The magical mead It is better than beer The nights sons "at and longing" (...) Then where gonna fuck Odins widow While where bestowing raw riff's Pain, joints and decadence Look at kvelertaks pestilence Odin gave us Suttung's mead The magical mead The daily bread Odin gave us Suttung's mead The magical mead It is better than beer Odin gave us Suttung's mead The magical mead The daily bread Odin gave us Suttung's mead The magical mead It is better than beer Aus Songtexte Mania