Upon the frozen ground I lay
Tainted and stained is the snow with the blood I pour
I look to the sky and raise my sword
I call upon the Nordic winds
Spirits of the Northern Land, raise me up, take me far away!
This world has failed me
In death do I lay
Heart of honor, cursed by steel
Release my aching soul by thy breath
Owls call, nightbirds sing lament which cannot be named
I call upon the Nordic winds
Spirits of the Northern Land, raise me up, take me far away!
This world has failed me
In death do I lay

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