i.i. The stillness
gloom of the ages
lays over me
ii. Below the underworld
is the source
is the end
iii. My heart falls
I kneel down
overwhelmed
but I see in the distance
night tree
iv. Blinding empty
v. It
stretches
infinitely
wherever I let
knob it
dominates
over the deep
vi. The black side of it ended up
vii. The gin of the door
swallows me
wreaks me
viii. Poison fumes
sweat away
mercury flames
purify
ix. Empty halls
dusty
inside empty echoes
x. A long stone bore
equipped with crusted carcasses
every cup empty
every seat empty
xi. Do you hear now?
an impending sorrow
that cuts to the bone
to a magma
xii. Is a word for a scream that consumes red lightning that cleaves xiii. Berstrópau
of the cloves of the earth
accuse me
reminiscences
xiv. Hlautsteinn is the
most
colored
of ancient blood
xv. Bitter taste
is from its own leaf
Funagögull flows
xvi. On the stone flow
black waters
they bleed back
into me
xvii. Blackness
is my life
Hyldýpið
is my soul

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