IT'S BENEATH NOVEMBER

It’s beneath november I'm seeing through a crystal moon

It seems to me like ;

There was a lady in the moon
Recovering herself pain
Meeting a soul of hela
After once and twice he burnt down his own soul
And sell his presence to daemon

They met , embrace , detached and saving their soul
Together , not in a vow
Nor in words

They presence in their heart and soul
And fly to the moon ,
never coming back to the place
Where hela’s soul burnt down his own souls

So then I see a lady and a soul of hela
In a crystal moon , beneath november