Embraced By FrostThe moons pale light falls over the trees,
and they cast their black shadows
over the snowcovered heaths.
Behold this land, embraced by frost.
Life and fertillity, forgotten and lost.
A mirrow of ice upon the lake.
Freezing Storms of SnowThe frost comes, hand in hand with dawn.
It turns all lakes into mirrors,
Reflecting the moon.
Freezing storms of snow,
Come let me feel your purity.
Freezing storms of snow,
May you whine here for eternity.
From The Frozen PlainsThe Harsh Biting Winternight
Embrace Everything In This Silent Land.
A Lonely Man Is Wandering Through The Snow
With A Wooden Staff In His Hand.
Dressed In Old Torn Grey Rags
He Tries To Keep Himself Warm.
The Icy White Long Beard
Dances In The Hard Winterstorm.
Guided by HistoryIn the land of Meldoria
the sun has dissappeared.
It shines for the high ones
that dwell amongst the clouds.
Hidden from the land at the edge
of the world.
Hidden from the people once so proud.
Hail MeTroops at attention in shining armour
They stand before me in total loyalty.
Raising their fists into the air
And swearing their allegiance to me.
Upon a stallion of finest blood
I sit with the greatest of pride.
As I behold my vast empire
Hearts of StoneUpon strong and fast horses
thousands have ridden beyond our borders.
Our standards has been brought
across the whole continent
Hearts of stone
and minds of steel.
Defiled all foes
ImprisonedOh, cruel destiny,
is this what you had in mind,
is this where my trail ends.
I think back on what went wrong,
have I not done noble deeds
and been an honourable man.
Behind these prisonbars I hear
In the Clash of ArmsA king, courageous and proud.
Across the wild seas he sailed
through hard storms and black clouds
with men who could not fail.
Victory was in their tail.
Masters of the handling of steel
with a quenchless thirst for glory.
In the Forest of MoonlightIn the forest of moonlight
The secrets of ancient battler are hidden.
But in the northern lands
The memory of the brave still remain.
Between the trees at the meadow
The sounds of war still echoes.
In the grass at the meadow
King of the Distant ForestThe mountains and forests is his fortress
The primeval starfilled night sky his roof.
He is the king of the forgotten realm
Ruling with a power unknown.
The mightiest of elven kings
Who dwells in the lands far away.
Far away where the rainbow ends
Masters of WildernessHowling at the fullmoon
in this intense midwinternight.
Behold the masters of wilderness,
Hearken to how they hold the woods in fright.
See the silhouettes in the moon,
On the mountaincrest they stand proud.
Stormwinds and pouring rain
Nocturnal RidersFrom the highlands they came
riding at black stallions at night.
Restless chaotic souls without peace
ravage the countryside and killing
all in sight.
Empty eyesockets shining of red
and bodies of black shadows.
On Misty PathwaysI walk on misty pathways.
Where my journey leads I do not know.
I just follow my inner voice.
Longer and longer on misty pathways I go.
I travel into an unknown vale.
Through forests over hills and far away.
Shadows of the PastOver mountains and rivers.
Over valleys and creeks,
the spirit of our forfathers sweep.
Past plains and forests.
Past the clouds in the sky.
the shadow of the ravens flies.
Stories Carved in StoneIn a time now long gone
Wise mans hands
Was carving stories into the stones
All over our land.
Stories carved in stone.
To last for eternity.
The LegacyIn this realm of the old spirits
There is neither day nor night.
Mighty powers of the past shall soon
Be woken from their dormancy in the land
Of lurking twilight.
The legacy of the elders.
Waiting for the chosen one.
The Old RoverI'm an old rover tired of this world
let me follow the whirlpool of life
into the world of happiness
that lies on the other side of death.
Grant me my deepest wish
that I patiently yearn for.
To wander the vales of solitude
The VengeanceThe peace has been broken.
My brothers has all fallen
By treacherous mens betrayal.
Their blood painted the plains red.
I swear this act will be their last
I'll see that the wolf will be fed.
On a mission
The Well of MimirClimb the divine rainbow
in the endless skies.
Behold the world down below
and seek where wisdom lies.
The well of Mimir
filled with water of wisdom.
The well of Mimir
Tills Dagen GryrTills Dagen Gryr
Runt kring vår stuga småjävlar sluga,
tassa så tyst med bockfet och svans.
Varulvar yla isande kyla,
sveper i dimma fantygets dans.
Bäva och broder lyssna och hör,
vrålen från gast som osalig dör.
Under the BannerUnder the banner of our gods
We ravage this land of heresy.
In the name of the Aesirs we are chosed
To fight this invading christianity.
Under the banner of might
We mock their religion of submission.
They may pray to their selfish god
Upon Raging WavesUpon raging waves.
Beneath grey clouds.
Far from home,
we're sailing south.
In the name
of our gods.
The darkness of the depth,
Watchmen of the WildAs the dew covers the woods
the filthy trolls wake up to a new night.
Crawling out to their caverns
impossible to spot for an untrained eye.
Taking their first deep breaths
in their swamp of unpleasantness.
Terrifying the wood's inhabitants
with howls of lunar ecstasy.
We MarchWe the kingdom's best men
Proudly walk the fields,
The forests and the mountains
Ready to defend it with our steel.
We march towards the battlefield,
With hate in our eyes we march.
Where My Spirit Forever Shall BeWhere the moon in the solitude shines.
Where the owl has it's nest.
Where the spruceforest lonely whines,
there I will find peace.
Over every log and stone
the fog lies.
In the cold and pail light