Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tevling , by - Kvelertak. Song from the album Splid, in the genre Release date: 13.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Kvelertak, Rise
Song language: Norwegian
Tevling(original) |
| Nå skal me pirka i et eldgammalt sår |
| Ein sekresjon i frå forgangne år |
| Et menneske, ein stakkars nervebunt |
| Einaste dyret som vil seg sjøl vondt |
| Finns ingen trøst for din pillråtne sjel |
| Ditt jævla mehe, satte alt på spel |
| Og dine plaga, ska snart bli fler |
| Men skal du nå fram må du tvingas i kne SÅ KÅM ÅNN! |
| Daudingkvit, marinert i sprit |
| Ein evige runddans, trå over lik |
| Gå i krig i rein eufori |
| Heller dø i blod enn å leva i drit |
| Du må ver fattig for å ver rik |
| Så sløs vekk dine penga |
| På alt mulig drit |
| Spark deg sjøl fra jobben, gå fra alt du har |
| Drikk opp alt du eie, så skal du sjangla mot et svar |
| Nå ska eg mista alt for å bli fri |
| Gje meg en zippo og ei kanna med bensin |
| Me sette fyr på det sista me har igjen |
| Alt skal brennas ner i kveld — Nå ska me |
| Driva med hor i kjerkene |
| Og me ska be i bordellane |
| Nefilimene synge med |
| På vår siste ferd mot dødsriket |
| Daudingkvit, marinert i sprit |
| Ein evige runddans, trå over lik |
| Gå i krig i rein eufori |
| Heller dø i blod enn å leva i drit |
| Daudingkvit, marinert i sprit |
| Ein evige runddans, trå over lik |
| Gå i krig i rein eufori |
| Heller dø i blod enn å leva i drit |
| (translation) |
| Now I'm going to poke at an ancient wound |
| A secretion from previous years |
| A human being, a poor bundle of nerves |
| The only animal that wants to hurt itself |
| There is no consolation for your rotten soul |
| Your fucking mehe, put everything at stake |
| And your plagues will soon increase |
| But if you want to get there, you have to be forced to your knees SO COME ON! |
| Daudingkvit, marinated in spirits |
| An eternal round dance, step over corpses |
| Go to war in pure euphoria |
| Rather die in blood than live in shit |
| You have to be poor to be rich |
| Then waste your money |
| On all sorts of shit |
| Kick yourself from work, go from everything you have |
| Drink up everything you own, and you will stagger towards an answer |
| Now I'll lose everything to be free |
| Give me a zippo and a jug of gas |
| We set fire to the last thing we have left |
| Everything will be burned down tonight - Now we will |
| Pursue fornication in the churches |
| And we will pray in the brothels |
| The Nephilim sing along |
| On our last journey towards the realm of the dead |
| Daudingkvit, marinated in spirits |
| An eternal round dance, step over corpses |
| Go to war in pure euphoria |
| Rather die in blood than live in shit |
| Daudingkvit, marinated in spirits |
| An eternal round dance, step over corpses |
| Go to war in pure euphoria |
| Rather die in blood than live in shit |