Hlökk Songtext
von HILD

Deafening, the dear departed
Defy all fear and reflex
Resist the urge to run
Every second decides your fate

In the face of a violent demise
We are the most alive!
On the brink of extinction
We are the most alive!

Roaming on the redwashed fields
Rolling drums of deceit
Drown out all thoughts of doubt
Fading flames to put out


In the face of a violent demise
We are the most alive!
On the brink of extinction
We are the most alive!

Snowfall of Hlökk in the valleys
Naked freeze, jewel frost
Crystal cold, clear as glass
When all is still there is no friction

Icy sharpness felt like fire
Seething on the skin
Trickling blood sticky from the gash
Warms us for a while
On the brink of extinction
We are the most alive!