Helheim - The Spirit Of Vigrid lyrics

On the field of Vigrid a cold night

a thick fog rests

Feels like a heavenly suffocation

There I stand in the heart of the fog

A late October fullmoon night

lonely on a pagan field

In the spirit of Vigrid

in the fog of my fate

I feel a cold breeze drifting lightly by

it touches me, takes me far away

I float through the air lonely as a raven

while the spirit of Vigrid slowly lets me die

Take me to nowhere

so that I can die

and let the spirit of Vigrid

still hunt for the souls of the strong men

Strenghten the spirit of Vigrid

so that it can be worshipped

and make a lesser might disappear