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Helheim
I am daughter of Loki, I am queen of the dead
They turn away their faces, yet they whisper my name
I am exiled from Asgard and feared by the gods
Cast out from your kingdom, a grave guardian
I walk barefoot in the land of the dead
And the land of the heavens is where I shall be
For your soul remains clenched in my fist, your life is mine
To the weak, the fallen, the frail
To the cowards, the spineless, I am...
Hel, goddess of the rotten
Their bodies will build my throne
Banned from Valhalla
Now their ashes will build my throne
Banned from Valhalla
Your ashes will build my...
Prison for the bloodless and a realm for the weak
Their crying stills my thirst and their wails are my hymns
No pyres will be lit for the battle-spurned, forevermore
A dish named hunger with a knife called famine
I am Hel, goddess of the rotten
Their bodies will build my throne
Banned from Valhalla
Now their ashes will build my throne
Hel, goddess of the rotten
Their bodies will build my throne
Exiled, banished from Asgard
Await me at the shore
Half my face is corrupted, the other one is flesh
I drag your cadaver up my frozen stairs
Harbard will guide you across the river
Waves break while I will feast on your flesh
Half of me living and half is decayed
Helheim, echo the hordes
I will await you at the shore
Helheim, mother of death
Half of me living and half is decayed
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Verðandi on 2025-10-01

Spanish
Translation
Hogar oculto o lugar del Hel
Soy hija de Loki, soy reina de los muertos
Apagan sus rostros, pero susurran mi nombre
Estoy exiliado de Asgard, y temido por los dioses
Echan de su reino, un tumbo tumbo
Camino descalzo en la tierra de los muertos
y la tierra de los cielos está donde estaré
porque tu alma se aclara en mi alma. To the weak, the fallen, the frail
To the cowards, the spineless – I am
Hel, goddеss of the rotten
Their bodiеs will build my throne
Banned from Valhalla
Now their ashes will build my throne
Banned from Valhalla
Your ashes will build my
Prison for the bloodless, and a realm for the weak
Their crying stills my thirst, and their wails are my hymns
No pyres will be lit for the battle-spurned, forevermore
A dish named hunger, with a knife called famine
I am Hel, goddess of the rotten
Their bodies will build my throne
Banned from Valhalla
Now their ashes will build my throne
Hel, Diosa de la podrida
Sus cuerpos construirán mi trono
exiliado, desterrado de Asgard
¡A los espera en la orilla
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La mitad de mi cara está corrompida, la otra es carne
arrastre tu cadávina por mis pisos congelados
harbard will guía tu guía Nicolai y David Simonich
Las ondas se rompen mientras me deleitaré en tu carne
la mitad de mí viviendo, y la mitad está decayada
Helheim, eco de las hordas: te esperaré en la orilla
Helheim, Madre de la muerte
La mitad de mí vive y la mitad está decaudada
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