Pale, flickering fires light the way
Along an ice cold river lies his path
The sky is of darkest grey
A cold wind pierce through his bones
And the sharp rocks cut his feet
His clothes and skin are ripped by thorns
His eyes appear to bleed"
The land is dead and dry
The water is poisonous
Unknown creatures howling to the sky
Blood chilling and ravenous
The air is thick and dense
A smell of rotting flesh
Every breath is like one thousand knives
Cutting through his chest
Black birds of prey circle the sky
He hears the shadows moan
He sees pale faces pass him by
But he walks this path alone
Darkness fills his heart with chilling fear
A nameless fear he cannot quell
How did he ever end up here?
This place where death seems to dwell
He repeats the question in his weary mind
The riddle gives him no rest
Yet he knows the answer deep inside
He's been touched by the chill of death
Enchanting voices urge him on
Through he wants to turn around
They sing to him with soothing words
A chilling, frighting sound
A cold blue light shimmer ahead
Where a mountain reaches for the sky
Nidafiell, mountain of the dead
Terrifying it's might
He approach the gates
His heart is cold
He understands all to well
She awaits him
The truth unfolds
He's been sent to Nifelhel
Through a dark and desolate valley he walks Pale, flickering fires light the way Along an ice cold river lies his path The sky is of darkest grey A cold wind pierce through his bones And the sharp rocks cut his feet His clothes and skin are ripped by thorns His eyes appear to bleed" The land is dead and dry The water is poisonous Unknown creatures howling to the sky Blood chilling and ravenous The air is thick and dense A smell of rotting flesh Every breath is like one thousand knives Cutting through his chest Black birds of prey circle the sky He hears the shadows moan He sees pale faces pass him by But he walks this path alone Darkness fills his heart with chilling fear A nameless fear he cannot quell How did he ever end up here? This place where death seems to dwell He repeats the question in his weary mind The riddle gives him no rest Yet he knows the answer deep inside He's been touched by the chill of death Enchanting voices urge him on Through he wants to turn around They sing to him with soothing words A chilling, frighting sound A cold blue light shimmer ahead Where a mountain reaches for the sky Nidafiell, mountain of the dead Terrifying it's might He approach the gates His heart is cold He understands all to well She awaits him The truth unfolds He's been sent to Nifelhel Explain Request ×
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