Northwards and netherwards Where towered a dreary palace She, the ruler of misty Hel ere waiting for you in the hall of d**h Hoartfrosted sick-bed hordes trudge Murderers and oathbreakers On a crowded path of d**h yes, to Hel comes the most. Betrayed be her father, her mother be distress Mournful beauty, her face half black, half flesh Tears of sorrow falls like pearls onto the ground Odin: Send her far away and let her evil do no harm Send her to Niflhel, to theuttermost peak Her blood can never in this hall of honour reek Far Far North North of Ginnunngagap Where she rules supreme In lonely majesty Soak shall be her home In d**h's eternal winter she alone Welcome to her frosty home Far Far North On the ness I now stand Oh, d**h would be so sweet But my fate was rusty sealed My vengance comes wrapped in sleet My powers but grow and grow Come to me, come to me Ragnarokkr I shall sow When all chains break I'll be free Children red with weeping and a howling bloodsmeared hound Wrapped in Bedridden saved a place for the weak Across the burning bridge and through the gate of Hel Horrid visions the prophetess saw from where the dead from Hel decend Many men entombed in frost in the ninth realm Into the deepest pit she saw A hall she saw stand far from the sun It's doors facing north on Corpse Strand Drops of poison dripped through the smoke-hole; The hall wattled with serpents backs She saw there wading through tubulent waters Men forsworn and murderers