Adveniat Hiems - Hel lyrics

Someone believes she comes in the coldest night of the winter Her rake will have spikes so thin my soul will never get through Because I am heavy, fed in sins and envy uncouth And my life belongs to her, queen of the deepest place in the world Someone tells she'll be a grim old lady grinding teeth frighteningly In the darkest pa**age of my land she'll be waiting for me to fall To rake my thoughts and memories away from earth And have my soul forever in her kingdom under the deepest place in the world And they say there'll be no place to go she will not reach Because she's thief, famine and pest The murder awaiting in the darkest pa**age of my land And they say there's no other outcome for every story Because she's the mother of all lives strives The murder awaiting in the darkest pa**age of my land