Raise your horn when the twilight falls
And praise Kvasir for his bloody offering
'cause for him words take new forms
Into songs which can heal your suffering
Join to the skalda and drink with us
The sweet mead of poetry all night long
Enjoy the enchantment of our tales
And let your heart sing this song
Can you feel the power of this spell?
Feel the power, drink his blood and let him cast his spell
Now let the muse's words flow through you with rhymes and sounds
Just choose a story and let it go...
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