Paroles de Paths of hate

Amongst the shadows of mountains, Along the paths of hate A warrior wanders with rapier sharp He swings his sword in odins honour Hoping to gorge from valhalla's table Amongst the forest's singing trees He sees a spring enthralled In black mystery From the tard a temptress voice rises "nokken's" daughters Bid him relief from his thirst On odin's promise of battle and honour He easily overcomes the thirst He shall not drink Nor "nokken" him bother In valhalla odin an tor are waiting Amongst the forest's singing trees He sees a spring enthralled In black mystery From the tarn a temptress voice rises "nokken's" daughters Bid him relief from