Paroles de The Quest For Knowledge

I know that I hung On the windswept tree Swung there for nine long nights Gashed with a blade Blooded for Odin Myself an offering to myself Knotted to that tree No man knows Whither the roots of it run None gave me bread None gave me drink Down to the deepest depths I peered To snatch up the runes With a roaring scream I fell in a dizzied swoon Well being I won and wisdom too I grew and joyed in my growth From a word to a word I was led to a word From a deed to another deed