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Filled with the spirits of cowards
Ruled by the monstrous vixen Hel
A world of bitter coldness & dark
The exiled live for an eternity of suffering

Surrounded by the river of Gjoll
Not even the gods can leave this place

Up the blackened path to hel
Lay the gates to a freezing realm
Guarded by a deathly hound

Garm

On the edge of the world sits Hraesvelg
Overlooking the darkness and ice
In the shape of an eagle he waits
With his wings, he makes the wind blow cold

In the midst of dark, light
In the midst of death, life
In the midst of chaos, order
In the midst of order, chaos

In the midst of life, death
In the midst of light, dark

Thus has it ever been
Thus it is now
And thus shall it ever be

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