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Welcome to my humble home
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Your soul is mine to keep
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There are no walls of rock and stone
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Yet no one ever leaves
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Those who die of age and plague
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Are welcomed in my court
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Murderers, miscreants
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Will linger here and rot
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Those who die inglorious
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And those who die in shame
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They are all sent to my dark halls
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They all shall fear my name
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Here hunger is your plate
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Here famine is your knife
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Here you will forever dwell
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I welcome you to Hel
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I welcome you to Hel
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Now here you are in my cold realm
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You are my honored guest
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At the banquette of the dead
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Your soul will never rest
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Your soul is mine to keep (Your soul is mine to keep)
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And you will never leave (And you will never leave)
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Here sickness is your bed
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Here ruin is your fell
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Here you will forever dwell
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I welcome you to
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Here hunger is your plate
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Here famine is your knife
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Here you will forever dwell
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I welcome you to Hel
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_________
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Name Hel
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Artist Amon Amarth
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Album Deceiver of the Gods
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