Slave of Hel versuri

Versuri Mehrune Dagon – Slave of Hel lyrics

[Verse 1]
I crossed the Gjallarbrú with my death still warm
Hooves of the dead echoed behind me like war drums unborn
They said Valhalla’s gates would open wide
But I turned at the river, I turned at the tide
She stood in the mist, half beauty, half grave
Black on one side, frost on the other, yet both sides forgave
Her voice was the silence after the blade
And I, who feared nothing, was suddenly afraid

[Pre-Chorus]
She said, „Warrior, your place is above
Where the ravens circle and the mead never runs dry.”
I said, „My place is wherever you are,
Even if it means I must die twice.”

[Chorus]
I am the slave of Hel
Bound by a chain no iron can forge
I wear her shadow like armor
I drink her night like wine
I am the slave of Hel
And I have never been so free
Let Odin rage, let Freya weep
My heart beats only beneath her feet

[Verse 2]
She hides her face when the pale sun dares to rise
Afraid the light will burn what’s left of her disguise
But I have kissed the corpse-side and the living side the same
And both taste like forever, both whisper my name
We meet where Náströnd kisses the roots of Yggdrasil
Where serpent venom drips and even the Norns stand still
She says, „They will come for you, my love, they always do.”
I laugh and draw my sword: „Then let them come. I’m already dead for you.”

[Pre-Chorus 2]
She traces the wound that should have sent me to the hall
Whispers, „You were supposed to fall for Valhalla, not for glory, for all…”
I catch her cold hand, press it to the scar
„I fell for you. The rest is just war.”

[Chorus]
I am the slave of Hel
Willing prisoner in a kingdom of frost
Every link of her darkness
Is a crown I never sought
I am the slave of Hel
And she is the slave of me
Two exiles crowned in silence
Ruling a world no God will ever see

[Bridge – half-spoken, almost ritual]
Let the Aesir call it treason
Let the Valkyries mourn
I traded eternity’s war-song
For one night in her arms, reborn
If love is damnation
Then damn me again and again
I will crawl through nine worlds bleeding
Just to die in her realm, my only amen.

[Final Chorus – soaring, desperate, triumphant]
I am the slave of Hel
And she wears my oath like a bridal gold
When Ragnarök comes thundering
We’ll still be hand in freezing hand, unbowed, untold
I am the slave of Hel
Death herself learned how to kneel
The warrior and the Goddess
Wrote their own fate on Helheim’s steel

[Outro – fading, almost a single clean guitar and her whispered name]
My queen… my light… my grave…
I was always yours
Even before the blade.