The Road to Hel

I stand before the road to Hel
where Wotan sits on his high throne.
He stares at me with a piercing eye
and weighs my deeds and all my lies.
Knows my heart and all my thoughts,
sees my flaws and all my faults.

He judges me with stern decree
and tells me what my fate will be...
He says I have not lived with honor,
I have not served the gods with valor,
I have not kept my oaths and vows,
I have not earned his grace or brows.

He says I must enter the road to Hel
and suffer out there the worst of hells.
He says I have no hope or chance
to join him in the hall of slain.
He sends me down with one last look,
He closes the cover of my life's book.

He turns away and leaves me there
to face my darkness and despair.