Lyrics of I En Hall Med Flesk Og Mjod - Darkthrone

I En Hall Med Flesk Og Mjod (original)

Ien gammel ask — hang en Naskald gubbe,
Under en Svart himmel — hvorfra Regnet fosset ned.
Ingen for dithen — for a hugge liket ned,
for ingen kunne vite — hrorhen hengingen fant sted
Ensom mann han var — Da han dro til Valfars plass,
han ankom ifrt Brynje — til et storslatt Grimt Palass.
Tusen ar var gatt — siden forrige mann kom dit.
de grat av Dyster glede — da en snn kom endelig.
Nor for det Trolske gapet — var en takeheim dypt ned.
Rekker av Nors snner — vandret dithen nor og ned.
Ingen manglet Grav — og ingen manglet snner,
for de for av elle og sott — dit til Kuldeheimens senger.
Kun fa av vaktens barn — kom til Farens rike rad,
for listig svik blant dem — frte flestemann dypt ned.
Dog kan man hre sangen — hver en Hedensk gammel hytid
for ja enna festes det — blant De Trofste Ods Snner.

(translation)

One old box - hung a Naskald old man,
Under a Black Sky - from which the Rain cascaded down.
Nobody for that matter - to chop down the body,
for no one could know - hrorhen the hanging took place
Lonely man he was - When he went to Valfar's place,
he arrived from Brynje - to a magnificent Grimt Palace.
A thousand years had passed - since the previous man came there.
they grat of gloomy joy - when a son finally came.
Nor for the Trolske gap - was a takeheim deep down.
Rows of Nor's sons - walked there north and down.
No one was missing a grave - and no one was missing sons,
for those fed by elle and sott - there to Kuldeheimen's beds.
Only a few of the guard's children - come to the Father's rich row,
for cunning betrayal among them - brought most people deep down.
However, one can hear the song - each a Pagan ancient hytid
for yes yet it is fastened - among the Sons of the Faithful Odds.