Album: Hin Vordende Sod & Sø (2003)

Af Helvegum

Et sidste Lidelses Qvin flærres hist af vældige Skoguls Uvær,
til Slagmark rinner Hugghav naar Glavinds Higen hvile maa
Mod Frænders Skiød for Baner at melde de intet længer ere,
thi disse skal Færden til Hvergelmes Bredder afskyelige gaa

"Dagr myrkvar ok dóttir míkil NQrvis er fQlr,
kyrr krefjar hon til víss um lif yðar at ráða;
flóð fleina - sára orns nautr eigi lengra átti,
ok kvennskikkja kallaði á Þér af Helvegum"

Af Helvegum

Skiønt for Svig ved Drot forkiært eders Lagnad age skal,
der Gjóll rungende hamrer grumt efter disse Mænd bange
Bi Angerbodas Datter at giæste i Eljudne, forblommet Sal;
Ganglot ledte til Fordømtes Gilde ved Hungerstider lange

"Dagr myrkvar ok dóttir míkil NQrvis er fQlr,
kyrr krefjar hon til víss um lif yðar at ráða;
flóð fleina - sára orns nautr eigi lengra átti,
ok kvennskikkja kallaði á Þér af Helvegum"

Hnigin er Helgrind!

Af Helvegum
Þangat æðra er

[English translation:]

On The Road To Helheim1

One last squeal of suffering is torn from the storms of mighty Skogul2,
In the battlefield runs the sea of slaughter3, when spear's craving may rest,
Against the bosom of the kinsmen to tell the slain that they are no more
For these shall be abominable the journey to the expanses of Hvergelmir4

"The day is dark and the daughter of great Norvi5 is pale
Quiet she craves for ruling your life;
Flood of shafts6 - your companion the eagle?s wounds no longer had
And a female silhouette is calling out to you on the road to Helheim"

On the road to Helheim

Though for betrayal against the king your fate shall go wrong,
There where roaring Gjóll7 grimly hammers these frightened men
By Angrboda's daughter8 as a guest in Eljudne9, the flowered hall
Ganglot10 led, in long times of famine, to the feast of the damned

The gates of Hel are opened!

On the road to Helheim
There is dread