Hear the blizzard approaching Cresting the peaks The sun has gone below Winter ascends the throne To be taken by this white wall Death falls upon the land Nothing dares to move All must slumber until Spring's rising moon At my side a ghostly vision Words are spoken that go unheard Oathbreakers lain in torment Devoid, barren landscapes Treeless sunsets covered in snow A land of unending frost A mountain looming writhes in ancient fog The runes of death carved upon my flesh Blood is the ice and I am bound Northern spirit, I am come Casting frozen words On ice made wounds White haired peaks gaze through eyes of stone Monuments to a long forgotten man Hewn from living rock Breathing the fire of stars Cast upon stormy seas I bleed a new shore To forge anew the road once tread I seek the lost light I seek the sun beyond time Far beyond the timberlineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
