The Gods will judge us by our deeds.
For every choice we know is wrong,
The Gods will sing a woeful song.
For every living thing we hurt,
attached we are to Hel's tattered skirt.
Cold and damp in Niflheim,
we will spend our eternal time.
For those who commit even worse,
The Gods have planned an evil curse.
Pain and agony will be your friend,
when to this place the Gods do send.
There is in Nastrond a mighty hall,
Where from the roof the poisons fall.
There eternal damnation awaits for you,
To reach it, heavy streams must be waded through.
For those who commit crimes that still are worse,
The Gods have prepared a very special curse.
Nidhogg awaits in Hvergelmir's caves,
Your flesh to rip is what it craves !
- Glenn Bergen, April, 2, 2011
Go with Odin's wisdom, Freyja's love and Thor's protection !