Sleep sleep my king
sleep sleep my king
Ten years have gone since that winter in finland.
when I married the daughter of snae
I folish promised to return within three
But I couldnt not see that my life was the fee
SO my wife bought the witchwife Huld to curse me
Now the hag has finally found me
My vision blurs, fading away.
I must sleep I must sleep
The mara is treading on my bones
I cannot move I´m like a stone
Her smile is the last thing I will see.
Oh gods please help me.
Release me, wake me.
At night she travels the land in moonlight
Is she a creature or a nightmare
This curse will now be my bane.
Am I sane? Do I have myself to blame.
Now the end of this nightmare lies before me
Eternal rest awaits
Its time to go to fade away
I must sleep I must sleep
The mare is treading on my bones
I cannot move I´m like a stone
Her smile is the last thing I will see.
Oh gods please help me.
Release me, wake me.
And Vanlande in a fatal hour,
was dragged by Grimhilds daughter's power.
The witchwifes to the dwelling place
where men meet Odin face to face.
Trampled to death, to Skytaas shore,
The corpse his faithful followers bore.
And there they burnt with heavy hearts,
The good chief killed by witchcrafts arts.

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