Lyrics of Tor i Helheim - Myrkur

Tor i Helheim (original)

En stol højt monne stande alt under hvælvet sten
Den var af hovedpande og skøre dødningben
Der så man Hel at true, alt var hun hvid mod fod
Mod issen blå at skue af underløbet blod
Et dødningben det hvide vel bleget i måneskin
Hun straktes ud til kvide med et hævngærrigt sind
Det vare muldent lugte hun sprang det som en vånd
Som kongespir hun brugte det i sin grumme hånd
Det var så tyst derinde, en liglugt overalt
Der rørtes ingen vinde kun hule suk gengjaldt
Tre fakler blåligt lue ved hver en dødning stod
Man idel rædsel skue med intet spor af blod
Der så man Tor at smile, han vendte sig omkring
Han monne hurtigt ile hen i de dødes ring
Han råbte højt derinde da disse strenge ord
Så gå det hver en kvinde som ej tør følge Tor
I usselige dåre som frygter sår og død
Nu Hel jer evigt såre med kval og bitter nød
I lod ej hjelmen hvælve om issen kækt i strid
I skabtes til at skælve så skælv til evig tid
Derpå den strenge kæmpe tren fast for Hela frem
Han måtte stemmen dæmpe i hendes mørke hjem
Han sagde gustne kvinde retfærdigt straffer du
Dog står jeg ej herinde i en frivillig hu
Til Udgårds drot at drage dertil stod fast mit sind
Der kunne han så mage at her jeg vandret ind
Thi sig mig hvis du mægter hvad vej jeg vandre må
For til de stærke slægter i Jotunheim at gå
Der skreg til Mjølners svinger Hel med sin stemme styg
Det klang som sværdet klinger udi en panserryg
Forlad min sort bue gå frem snart est du der
Det blænder mig at skue din sundheds rosenskjær
Der vinkte brat behænde gud Tor med dristigt blik
Sig Loke bort mon vende da Hel forbi han gik
Fast han sit øje lukkede så tungt var ham den gang
Hun så på ham og sukkede i hendes spir det klang

(translation)

A chair high monne stands all under the vaulted stone
It was of forehead and crazy skulls
There one saw Hel threatening, all she was white against foot
Against the ice blue to behold of underflow blood
A dead leg the white well bleached in the moonlight
She was stretched out to quiver with a vengeful mind
It was muddy smell she ran it like a water
As a royal spire she used it in her cruel hand
It was so quiet in there, a corpse smell everywhere
No winds were touched only hollow sighs reciprocated
Three torches bluish hat at each a dead stood
Man idel horror spectacle with no trace of blood
There one saw Tor smiling, he turned around
He quickly hurried into the ring of the dead
He shouted loudly in there when those harsh words
Then it goes every one woman who does not dare to follow Tor
In wretched fools who fear wounds and death
Now Heal you forever wounded with anguish and bitter distress
You did not let the helmet vault around the ice bravely in conflict
You were created to tremble like an earthquake forever
Then the strict giant train fixed for Hela forward
He had to muffle her voice in her dark home
He said gustne woman just punish you
However, I do not stand here in a voluntary mind
To Udgård's drot to go there stood my mind fixed
There he could so mage that here I walked in
For tell me, if you can, what path I must walk
To go to the strong families of Jotunheim
There was a scream at Mjølner's swinging Hel with his voice ugly
It sounded like the sword ringing in an armor back
Let my black bow go forth soon est you there
It dazzles me to behold the roses of your health
There abruptly waved deft god Thor with bold gaze
Tell Loki to turn away when Hel passed him
Though he closed his eye so heavily was him then
She looked at him and sighed in her spire that sound