The Spirit Of Vigrid Lyrics

Helheim The Spirit Of Vigrid

On the field of Vigrid a cold night
a thick fog rests
Feels like a heavenly suffocation
There I stand in the heart of the fog

A late October fullmoon night
lonely on a pagan field
In the spirit of Vigrid
in the fog of my fate

I feel a cold breeze drifting lightly by
it touches me, takes me far away
I float through the air lonely as a raven
while the spirit of Vigrid slowly lets me die

Take me to nowhere
so that I can die
and let the spirit of Vigrid
still hunt for the souls of the strong men

Strenghten the spirit of Vigrid
so that it can be worshipped
and make a lesser might disappear