When burns burn
Become my mother chalice of ashes
Nifelvind, hear my name
Gyttjeblod, lower your head then r I wander
Out of every frog cold bitter
Evil deadly night
Out of every weather nothing grows
That ¥ so that never rose
Nifelwind, hear my name
Gyttjeblod, sink your head as I wander
At every sacrificial blot
Fearing at the root of every gallows
Igniting the spark in the murderer's eye
And the betrayal in them as the blood solt
Nivelvind, hĂö r my name
Gyttleblood, my will became yours
Out of every frosty, bitter
Evil mortal night
Out of every misery there is nothing จ¤xte
The day never rose
Nivelvind, hear my name
Gyttjeblod, lower your head there I wander

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