Howling of the North The cold predator of the fells Mighty woods of the Under cover of darkness Desolate and dying Barren ground, covered with snow There forever I am, where the cold winds blow
Gathering thoughts, me Into a whirl of silence Gathering thoughts, give Strenght to survive
to me my winds Fly away with frozen wings Take my to your hands O'cold wasteland... of Frost
land of the North The ice shimmering upon the lakes storms of the North All life frozen to death days of sorrow I'm alone in this infertile world In the year before time