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 beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
