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Hel | The Queen of Helheim | Norse Song

In the depths beneath Midgard, Hel reigns over the vast realm of afterlife—not the warriors who feast in Valhalla, but the countless souls who lived and died in peace. Experience the Norse understanding of the afterlife's true queen through ritual music that honors her role as judge and guardian of the afterlife. This atmospheric song explores Hel's complex nature as Loki's daughter, half-living and not, who provides rest and mercy to those who journey down the Hel-road. Feel the weight of her quiet judgment and the peace she offers to souls seeking their final home through music that channels the profound Norse vision of afterlife. Subscribe to Signal from Asgard for more Norse ritual music that honors the complete mythology. Stream:- Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/6580Bk... YouTube Music:    • Hel (Queen of the Dead)   Tidal: https://tidal.com/track/461286573/u ---------- Lyrics: Frost on the door where the dead_ winds lean Ash in the air with a silent sheen Down where the roots of the world run black Hel keeps the names that never come back Child of Loki, still as stone Half in shadow, half in bone Face of night and face of day Judge of the long and wordless way Hel, hall-keeper, hush of the deep Mist-walker, warden of sleep Cold-hair, grave-fire, veil of the sea Open the door for the souls to be free Nine nights downward, no bird calls Hel-road winds by root and walls Coins for the ferryman, breath grown thin Quiet the heart when the gates draw in Black is the left, white is the right Warm is the tear, cold is the night Mercy in winter, summer in stone All must answer, all come alone She does not chase, she does not plead She weighs the thirst and quiets the need Bread of the dusk and water of rest Sleep like an oath on a faithful chest Golden one fallen, mother’s cry Hel’s hall listened, would not lie All things weep but a needle’s thorn So stays the dawn that will not be born Eat without hunger, drink without thirst Lay down the iron, forget the first Name by name in the ledger of night Hel writes soft by the ember light Not for spear-kings, not for flame Yours are the ones with the everyday name Mothers and makers, sailors of rain Hands that mended, hands that were lain Who hears the last word under the loam? Hel, Hel. Who folds the tired and calls it home? Hel, Hel. Who keeps the key where the root-rivers wind? Hel, Hel. Who judges soft and leaves war behind? Hel, Hel. Hail to the keeper of balance and breath Hail to the queen at the border of death_ Hail to the hand that closes the pain Hel of the hush and the falling rain Snow on the door where the dead_ winds lean Ash in the lamp with a silver sheen Down where the roots of the world keep time Hel sings low in an old, old rhyme #vikings #norse #norsemusic #vikinglegends #helheim