War, the very first war of our world When the treacherous witch was killed Three times burned and three times born By searing flames was Gullveig torn Death, Odin hurled his spear off with great force Deep into the great vana-fyrd Battle horns gave up their sound And Asgard walls razed to the ground The Vanir felt deceived Hone was a fool Without Mimir at his side Hone could not rule In a fit of violent rage Mimir's blood was shed And to Odin's court they sent Mimir's severed head Truce, so a brittle and frail peace was forged And to ensure that the peace remained Njordr and Freyr to Asgard came And Hon' and Mim to Vanaheim Death, see the furious gods wanting blood Odin knew that a raging war Would not bring them any gain Just leave a black and bitter stain The Vanir felt deceived Hone was a fool Without Mimir at his side Hone could not rule In a fit of violent rage Mimir's blood was shed And to Odin's court they sent Mimir's severed head The Vanir felt deceived Hone was a fool Without Mimir at his side Hone could not rule In a fit of violent rage Mimir's blood was shed And to Odin's court they sent Mimir's severed head