Krummi, krummi, show yourself,
In deathland I'll be your guest.
Völva krummi blood red moon,
Cast a spell and turn it blue.
As I hear the winter's snow
falling in the backyard,
There's a singing of the crows
Fighting for an empty hole.
Can you feel the north wind flow
Flying between mountains?
Black wings spread and lightness blow
Darkening your weakened soul.
Krummi, krummi, show yourself,
In deathland I'll be your guest.
Völva krummi blood red moon,
Cast a spell and turn it blue.
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