I am Lord here; unbidden you shall not come.
These lands were mine 'fore e're the sun was born.
Feel no warmth here; light is not seen!
Winter rules here; no trace of spring green ...
I am Lord here; unbidden you shall not come.
Valhalla's heroes scaling the frosty mount.
Aelfheim's servants tunneling round about.
Asgard's gods have cause to fear me!
Midgard's men come none too near me ...
(spoken)(save one way .. . )
Valhalla's heroes scaling the frosty mount.
Europe's bards recount to you tales of woe,
Of mortal men who came to learn too slow.
All who enter here shall perish!
Fools lose life which they should cherish ...
Europe's bards recount to you tales of woe.
In hoary halls not meant for living men
Fathomless mys'tries lying beyond their ken.
Shadows hold light fast, secrets long past,
Answers to all the questions e'er asked ...
In hoary halls not meant for living men.
I am Lord here; unbidden you shall not come.
These lands were mine 'fore e'er the sun was born.
Feel no warmth here; light is not seen!
Winter rules here; no trace of spring green ...
I am Lord here; unbidden you shall not come.