Paths of hate

Amongst the shadows of mountains,
Along the paths of hate
A warrior wanders with rapier sharp
He swings his sword in odins honour
Hoping to gorge from valhalla's table

Amongst the forest's singing trees
He sees a spring enthralled
In black mystery
From the tard a temptress voice rises
"nokken's" daughters
Bid him relief from his thirst

On odin's promise of battle and honour
He easily overcomes the thirst
He shall not drink
Nor "nokken" him bother
In valhalla odin an tor are waiting

Amongst the forest's singing trees
He sees a spring enthralled
In black mystery
From the tarn a temptress voice rises
"nokken's" daughters
Bid him relief from