Fedrekult

Lyrics

[Father Cult] Med knudabogje ove knudaheio Vandre eg groblande i lomelands and Du va min bror, men du tapte trua Te helvede i fra helleland Va gjildt a hoyra at du fant deg el kana Diverre e hu pera au Kjettarsk faenskab tvers igjona Ja, for meg e du fortsatt dau [With knotted book over knotted head I wandered in the woods in Lomeland You were my brother, but you lost your faith The Hell from Helleland It was worth hearing that you found yourself in the river You are different from the other people Heretical infidelity across the river Yes, to me you are still dead] For det e far mod san Og bror mod bror Ein evig splid I spodervoll sine spor [Because it's father against son And brother against brother Eternal strife In Spodervøll's tracks] Va vondt a hoyra at du musta frua Eg sko ha vore der og holdt di hand Men da matte eg skilt meg, sa alle fekk sja Du veid eg e for gammale for sant Meg og deg konne reist rondt om i heimane Sodde og drost om det einaste nodvendige Guds naades huusholdning Sprenglarde og sjolsikre Men satan hadde andre plana for Det vil aldri skje [It hurt to hear that you lost your wife I wish I could have been there and held your hand But then I had to get a divorce, so everyone could see You know I'm too old for the truth You and I could have traveled around the world Sat and discussed only the essentials The stewardship of God's grace Blastproof and waterproof But Satan had other plans That will never happen] At meg og deg Legge oksa ner Og finne fred Det e alt for moje strev [That you and I Lay the oxen down And find peace It's all too much work] Og bror mod bror E far mod san Ein fedrekult I spodervold sine spor [And brother against brother And father against son A father cult In Spodervøld's tracks]