Passing the Gates, Hvergelmir

Passing the Gates, Hvergelmir
I come from a land
Where icy fogs and mists
Fill the air
I come from a land
Where molten earth and blazing winds
Burns the air

Feel the Anguish of the lost forgotten spirit
Hear the cries of an immortal heart
Fear the winter’s summoning screams
in the mountain of skogtroll,
in the frost of Hvergelmir
Cries under the hammer’s strength
Hear the echoes of an inner battle
fear the glance of an occult sun
Under the art of black smith,
in the flames of Hvergelmir