Jotunheim

I know a place outside of this world

Beneath the serpent, beyond the reach of gods

A black tunnel, it’s door facing north

Only the helblind, can see into its darkness

I’ve walked the roads that descend ‘neath roots and black soil

I have fucked the goddess whose labia is decay

But still I long to sink into the chaos

It’s calls for my name

You are utgard… are lawless… are fateless

There are blacker pits than hel’

Visions tear at my dead eyes

Scenes more black and cold than the space ‘tween stars

And though I rot in hel’s embrace

I belong to the mighty hrimthursar

Jotunheim

The corpse-gate stands open

Jotunheim

The gate to oblivion

There lies the void of anticosmos

There wait the destroyers of gods

There dwell the dead

In ironwood they call my name

I’ve crossed black oceans of poison mist and ancient rime

And came to a shore-line black with frozen gore

There the dragon gorges on the writhing dead

And night eternal laps against that shore-line

A forest of iron teeth and frozen black blood stands

In its shadows I hear the screams of gods

I give my soul to be devoured

By the frozen jaws and rabid hunger

Of the mighty hrimthursar

Jotunheim

The corpse-gate stands open

Jotunheim

The gate to oblivion

There lies the void of anticosmos

There wait the destroyers of gods

There dwell the dead

In ironwood they call my name