Hermod's Ride To Hel - Lokes Treachery Part 1 - Amon Amarth

Hermod:

«Ride, Sleipner!

Ride for all you’re worth

Faster than lightning

To the dark realms of the world»

Through valley’s of darkness

On our way to Nifelheim

To the halls of Hel

Where my brother awaits

Wailing Voices on the wind

Urging me to turn

Distant tortured screams

Cold blue fires burn

I hear the sound of river Gjoll

Running cold and deep

Its golden bridge shines in the dark

The bridge Modgud keeps

Over the bridge, on through the night

Hel is getting near

There are the gates towering high

Afflicting me with fear

In her hall, at the honoured seat

My brother sits in pain

Pale and tortured Balder greats

Bound by invisible frozen chains

Hermod:

«I have come to bring him back with me The whole world mourns his death

Please set Balder free

Give him back his breath!»

Hel:

«If it’s true, what you say to me That the whole world mourns his death

If the whole world will weep

I will give him back his breath.»