Towards The Thrones

Shadows and night are one with me

And cold darkness fills my life

I am wandering here eternally

On a path of sorrow

In the forest I walk alone

Crystallic ice covers the trees

And thick snow falls from the nightsky

Under the evershining star of the north

I was born and I will die

And then my soul shall rise with the wings of winter

The cold northern winds blows into my soul

I stand on the forest and watch as the snow falls

This winter-night feels so everlasting

The night birds on a beautiful sky

And wolves carry my name in their midnight speech

Shadows of the past reflect from my eyes

Thrones of black ice I see

The wings of northern winds I feel

Towards the thrones I walk

With cold wings my spirit is free