Welcome to Hel
Under the eyes of the raven god Towards funeral fjords I rode Gungnir flew near enemies' heads Thus I ascend the mountains of death With every single sword strike And every resounding thud Always lifting the spear god's spirits higher Descending winged maidens Bring back their chosen men All to the sound of an ancient pagan choir Hail, hail Father War Du som er i himmelen Gi oss idag vår daglige død I ein hall med flesk og mjød Send them to the hunger world Mongrels with backbones of worms Let those who follow Odin's laws Live up high amongst the gods With every single sword strike And every resounding thud Always lifting the spear god's spirits higher Descending winged maidens Bring back their chosen men All to the sound of an ancient pagan choir Hail, hail Father War Du som er i himmelen Gi oss idag vår daglige død I ein hall med flesk og mjød Tormented screams permeates the air Transforming myself into nightmares Glittering doors I see As I trample my way to divinity
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
As I woke up one Sunday morning My goat was gone without warning The urge to kill appeared So instead to the good church I steered Amidst the reading of the Epistle and Gospel The hammer I forged of my thrice stolen bell I drive it into the eye of Vigfader I drive it into the eye of Valfader I drive it into the eye of Asator What once was mine always returns to me I temper the tool with my blood Hot from thе anvil, a copper stud Painting his features on piеces of paper No remorse, his eyes will be vapor I steady the nail on his skull Oh, his wretched ways will soon be culled And with every single blow of my hammer Those ill-gotten dreams I shall thoroughly shatter I drive it into the eye of Vigfader I drive it into the eye of Valfader I drive it into the eye of Asator What once was mine always returns to me
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
Forkledd i råtne klær Drar eg ned til dødens verd Stenkt i størkna blod Tar eg stien Hermod tok Gjennom gravsteinsport Låst opp av misteltein Ved Helgrinda glitrar gull Blant morkne bein Fins ingen veg tilbake Når eit gammalt liv forsakes Ferden går nord og ned Min eigen lykkes smed Grøssen og fylt med gru Kjem eg til Gjallarbru Utanfor Modgunns oppsyn Over Gjøllsflod eg legg ut på sum Å, glemselselvas straumar har tatt fatt om mine draumar! Forkledd i råtnе klær Drar eg ned til dødens vеrd Stenkt i størkna blod Tar eg stien Hermod tok Gjennom gravsteinsport Låst opp av misteltein Ved Helgrinda glitrar gull Blant morkne bein Krøyp opp ved Gniparhellar Kamphund sto der og gneldra Ein eim av blod og død Fra kroppar utan glød Tar opp Sinmaras våpen Brått har Helporten åpna Forført av dødens kall Trer eg inn i gravreginas hall!
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
I curse the day I took his place on the throne I saw the whole world with a heart made of stone Then I was struck by an illustrious sight The most beautiful woman I've ever seen As she opened the door, light shone from her arms Illuminating both the sky and sea What a price my pride would pay I never knew that my heart was such easy prey I can't sleep, so cold in the night I can't speak, I'm out of my mind I can't eat, I just want to die I can't wait, Nei, I must have my love from Jotunheim Possessed, dеpressed, I was held hostagе by lust My servant struck while the iron was hot Compelled to yield my self-wielding sword To gain the hand of that glorious giantess Through bloodshed and fear he forced her consent But nine nights away, how can I sustain? Oh, what a price my heart would pay When I meet with the flames at the end of days I can't sleep, so cold in the night I can't speak, I'm out of my mind I can't eat, I just want to die I can't wait, Nei, I must have my love from Jotunheim
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
A bloodstained hound is howling Down in the depths of Hel A wind of death is blowing Just like the Norns told well The world serpent is writhing Wolf father's taken the reins Legions of wraiths so murderous Return once more to kill again A ship of nails has set sail from the darkest east Upon its landfall, on gods and mortals feast The spirits are chanting dirges On the plains where battle surges At last she gets her revenge At the Northern gods' expense Go Go forth And kill For the glory of Hel Go forth And kill For the glory of Hel Go forth And kill For the glory of Hel Go forth And kill For the glory of Hel In the wake of the wolf Spring forth the witless hordes Out from the tears of heaven Strikes Surtr's shining sword A giant serpent spewing venom Fall stars from blackened sky Sending reinforcements to Helheim The dead brought back to life A ship of nails has set sail from the darkest east Upon its landfall, on gods and mortals feast The spirits are chanting dirges On the plains where battle surges At last she gets her revenge At the Northern gods' expense Go Go forth And kill For the glory of Hel Go forth And kill For the glory of Hel Go forth And kill For the glory of Hel Go forth And kill For the glory of Hel
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
I chant the hanged one's spell Harnessing the power from Hel Under the eyes of the moon Unearth the secrets of your tomb Your tomb Carving strong runes with my blood A hand shoots up from the mud I send the spearman my swears Black lungs are gasping for air I chant the hanged one's spell Harnessing the power from Hel Under the eyes of the moon Unearth the secrets of your tomb Your tomb Unholy hymns in the night Tormented wights taking flight Conversations with corpses Shadows storming my mental fortress in the night Deep in the witching hour I stand at the cross-paths of power Detaching in a cosmic stream I leave behind this demon's dream I chant the hanged one's spell Harnessing the power from Hel Under the eyes of the moon Unearth the secrets of your tomb Your tomb
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
In the depths of Ironwood Snakes writhing with foreboding mirth Carnal acts that cannot be understood The end will soon receive its birth The earth was trembling beneath the witch Her hips flooded fluid black as pitch Cursing and screaming at the moon From her womb crawled harbingers of doom The half dead, the serpent and the beast Clawing at her cold and frozen teat Ere long to giants they'll increase With blood and fire, the circle is completе The earth was trembling bеneath the witch Her hips flooded fluid black as pitch Cursing and screaming at the moon From her womb crawled harbingers of doom From the depths of Ironwood Crawl harbingers of doom Countdown to death Fimbul-winter Earth beset With the god of light's last breath Forced into endless night All Hel breaks loose The Fenris wolf will Ygg reduce And Jormungandr's tongue will be Thor's noose Forced into endless night
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
Atter kaller den svarte skogen Er det Odin som byr opp til dans? I skuggjen frå ein gneistande loge Brennande hat i augene hans Dyriske lankar klorar grusomme tankar Blind men vaken i sverdtenners glans I månens ljos riv jernaktige stankar Med eitt var det som om eg aldri fans Natten faller på Ni svarte ravnar drikk blodige sår Nidinger i Fenres gap forgår Når Skoll gir vinterår, silk det skrevet står i Voluspå Hugens tvekamp vant vargеn mot meg Med det kasta еg skjoldet av sted Eit atavistik instinkt sett sitt preg Når Valfader meg til valmarken bed Natten faller på Ni svarte ravnar drikk blodige sår Nidinger i Fenres gap forgår Når Skoll gir vinterår, silk det skrevet står i Voluspå Glupsken på både vørdnad og kjøt Fargar eg veiklingeskallane raudt Mundilfars dotter kjem el lenger på gløtt For her i min skogshelm er allting daudt Natten faller på Ni svarte ravnar drikk blodige sår Nidinger i Fenres gap forgår Når Skoll gir vinterår, silk det skrevet står i Voluspå
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
Born into this world, screaming into the night A raging star to bring the light From blood soaked roots, there grows a mighty tree With branches wide in all its majesty He moves with ease, transcending time and space Within the well of wisdom lies his piercing gaze Otherworldly rites - Runic silver knife Death by sacrifice - Invoking the North Tsar Inhuman chants of might - Echo through the night Nine men hanging high - Invoking the North Tsar Blood magic crazed barbarian, forever feeding off carrion Generously granting his foes cesareans In the clangor of swords, he colors his dеath spear Binding men with devastating fеar Bringing kings to their knees, defeated under eagle's feet Thus he claims his rightful golden seat A burning torch in a cave, a shining star in the dark For the next 1000 years dominion shall belong to the North Tsar Otherworldly rites - Runic silver knife Death by sacrifice - Invoking the North Tsar Inhuman chants of might - Echo through the night Nine men hanging high - Invoking the North Tsar
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026
'Twas the feast of yule Three foul knocks did exhume The hungry king met eyes with a chief from the tomb "Up and beyond the hill My lovely daughter awaits" Like a horny wolf the monarch stormed right out of the gates A most magnificent maid Bestowed a bowl of wine He drank it all at once and bellowed, "You will be mine" Lit by the touch of his spellbinding bride His hungry fires burning deep inside From freezing forests cold howled Ymir's breath On all the gods he swears to love hеr Love her to death Thе queen would bear him sons All was well he thought Until a few years on but then her body would rot Three cold winters long She spent most statuesque He stubbornly refused to see his love was grotesque "Ah, it's no wonder, king You honor your wife so fair But the greatest honor would be new clothes to wear" Lit by the touch of his spellbinding bride His hungry fires burning deep inside From freezing forests cold howled Ymir's breath On all the gods he swears to love her Love her to death Tonight is ripe for necromance They began to move her body from her bed And suddenly they were struck by a smell A pungent stench from Hel Feed her to the fire The flames burn ever higher Her flesh has turned blue Boiling like a witch's brew Boiling like a witch's brew Out from the ashes, demon serpent gnashes Lizards and toads crawling from her robe The evil that dwelled within her has been quelled No longer will he hear the whispers in his ear The whispers in his ear
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026