Finntroll "Kitteldags" lyrics

Kitteldags

Människofolk – ej festaGammelfar – lemlästaUråldrig ilska – och trolldomHäxeri – blev festens slut !

Så ska de nu genast stekasSom de en gång stekte ossDe ska saltas, de ska kokasKöttet skall flagna från benen loss !Så ska de nu genast stekasDe ska saltas, de ska kokas

Måltiden – nu nått sitt slutMätt och nöjd – mången trolltrutSmåtroll – kött nu riverRivfader – fram kliver

Så ska de nu genast stekasSom de en gång stekte ossDe ska saltas, de ska kokasKöttet skall flagna från benen loss !Så ska de nu genast stekasDe ska saltas, de ska kokas

Full – med hatPräst – blir matHan läggs – på fat

Full – med hatPräst – blir matHan läggs på fat

Time for stewpots

Human folk doesn't feastThe Oldfather's dismembered (them)Ancient anger and sorcery,Witchcraft have put an end to the feast !

So quickly now they will roastAs they once roasted usThey'll be salted, they'll be boiledThe flesh will flake away from the bonesSo quickly now they will roastThey'll be salted, they'll be boiled

The meal's reached its endMany satisfied and happy troll stomachs,Little trolls tearing the fleshRivfader* takes the stride

So quickly now they will roastAs they once roasted usThey'll be salted, they'll be boiledThe flesh will flake away from the bonesSo quickly now they will roastThey'll be salted, they'll be boiled

Full of hateThe priest becomes foodHe is laid on a dish

Full of hateThe priest becomes foodHe is laid on a dish

*Rivfader, the “Ripfather”, is the father and guide of the Troll race in its endless war against the Christian plague that afflicts the Northern lands