Olafs Belti [English translation]

It was not last year but the year before

out in Saint Olavs place of reign,

I plan to take the kings life

very late on a christmas evening

I took the king on my back,

I thought I were young

but as I came in Durahall

there I fell so heavy I was.

Forward then came the consecrator

there was no way around it

he cut me tilted on my head

Am I not made holy yet?

He cut me tilted on my head

but was not finished torturing me

splashed after me holy water

I still feel it burning

They splashed fire and myrrh

and the consecrator watered wide.

The consecrator came where I stood

and burned me.

They splashed fire and myrrh

and the consecrator watered wide.

The consecrator came where I stood

and burned me.

The sense on their land was

that I was of no threat,

suddenly I bounced the belt of the kings back

and was then put far down below earth.

• Artist:Lumsk
• Album:Åsmund Fregdegævar