[Verse 1]
It is a mystery surrounding a woman
Who was found dead in Isdalen
Where bad memories are ingrown
The body of a girl so mauled
In between rocks were burn marks
It was so cursed it hurt
Who was the dead lying in the scree?
Whose tracks and origin hidden
And her name never mentioned
[Chorus]
God help the souls
That from here travel
Around Svartediket
Where Death is
Where Death is
[Verse 2]
Was she a fugitive from life itself?
That didn't want anything to write?
The day she had to resort to death
For lies and truth each their own
For the lady of Isdalen has no one who cries
For each of us keeps a mystery
[Chorus]
God help the souls
That from here travel
Around Svartediket
Where Death is
Where Death is
God help the souls
That from here travel
Around Svartediket
Where Death is
Where Death is
[Outro]
For lies and truth each their own
For the lady of Isdalen has no one who cries
For each of us keeps a mystery