On the fields of snow, the wind is blowing strong With it's frozen cold and relentless touch it leaves a dead hollow land of ice
I have seen through the eyes of a wolf felt all its pain and loneliness The beautiful land opened before my eyes wild as a beast I ran into the night
The Calling Of The Howling Wind Is Raging In The Realms Of Creations Of Ice Rising Mighty Into The Skies And Treacherous Gods Shall Fall
through the falling snow there's no sign of life The fire has gone out in the whirl of time Behold the face of thunder the storm is getting When the sky calls name, I have no fear
They brought us misfortune, but their honor is about to be crushed My blood flows cold as streams of the North We'll never let them our souls The calling of the howling wind is raging in the North of ice, rising mighty into the skies and Treacherous Gods shall fall
Time And Time Again I The Birth Of A New Born Star I Climb The Highest Mountain To Find The Essence Of A New Era