Paroles de The Thrall and The Master

Divide the riches in numbers three One to the brothers of allegiance Two to serve the funeral feast Three to the journey to the other world Embrace this sacrifice She will serve you well Sleep in the fire To enter a higher self Ta imot mitt offer Hun vil tjene deg vel Son I ilden For å oppnå et hoyere jeg Feast upon the last days Earthly values will fade away You'll leave this world Caress the flames of oak Dog's cut in half, sacrifice ritual Among draught beasts, cows, cocks and hen The thrall is passed among men Pain is futile, all for the love of the dead