Lyrics
of fallen gods and their might
Of fallen gods and their might, drifting closer to the edge of the world
what dwells just beyond these shores
Where does the sun hide its light, or shadows from the fading light, helluland where the giants sleep
Helluland where no gods or men live, then leif said, where no life kann grow
Watch our breath frost before your eyes, through the mists Helluland, doomed souls that will to live
Where no life blood flows, of dead ages past SIG:AR:TYR, where no life blood flows
Doomed souls that will to live, helluland where the giants sleep SIG:AR:TYR, they sailed right up to the shore and cast anchor
Where no life kann grow, where the ice flows
Where the ice flows, where no life kann grow
Helluland where no gods or men live, through the hiding fog
Helluland where no gods or men live, is our fate to be lost
Where no life kann grow, and the hinterland was covered with
Flat stones where no fields may grow, where did the gods guide our path
Where dead souls go, is our fate to be lost
a worthless land it seems to me
helluland where the giants sleep
Done better than bjarni where this country concerned we at least have set, through the mists
Where no life blood flows, through the mists
A worthless land it seems to me, helluland where no gods or men live
A worthless land it seems to me, helluland where no ravens fly Helluland, are those eyes
That watch from ashore, it seemed to them a worthless country SIG:AR:TYR, done better than bjarni where this country concerned we at least have set
through the hiding fog
Far from home, done better than bjarni where this country concerned we at least have set
Hear our hearts like thunder in the winds, where no life blood flows, where the ice flows
drifting closer to the edge of the world
Where the ice flows, are we lost in another world, it seemed to them a worthless country
where no life kann grow
where does the sun hide its light
where no life blood flows
Are we lost in another world, helluland where the giants sleep, that watch from ashore
Where dead souls go, helluland where no gods or men live Helluland, helluland where the giants sleep
Far deep in our souls, helluland where no gods or men live, flat stones where no fields may grow
great glaciers
hear our hearts like thunder in the winds
flat stones where no fields may grow