Echos From Helheim

Smoke on the snow
Ash in my hair
Ravens remember

The oats that I wear
Bare feet on iron
Frost in my veins
I call the forgotten
I answer their names

Echoes from hell
I'm calling my blood
Old ones awake
And rise from the mud
Echoes from hell

I'm under the stone
Voices like thunder
I am their throne
Skulls on the hillside
Teeth in the moss

I drink from the silence
I bargain with loss
Breath leaves my body
Falls through the deep
I walk with the fallen

Who never can sleep
Echoes from hell
I'm calling my blood
Old ones awake

And rise from the mud
Echoes from hell
I'm under the stone
Voices like thunder

I am their throne
If I am taken
Let it be slow
Let every shadow
Learn my name in the snow

Echoes from hell
I am carved in my bone
Stone in my rib
Caged stone upon stone

Echoes from hell
I am deep as the drum
When they are speaking
I overcome

Echoes from hell