In dewy fields of an autumnal yet springful age
A forest was seen yet impossible to gaze through
Within only a few trees all sound devoured
Even the open skies outside would lose it's light
Once the darkness could escape it's soul flight
Winter crawled away from earth to keep the forest one seasoned
The wolves got gathered by their hunger
They starved since the day of the riddle
Into the trees of the growing silence
Watch those beams come and go again
The snow had always been falling to shadows
He'd been ready to see monuments of a few gallows
One dominion through all of the twenty
The pale moonshine, the only light
Winter night, season light, the black elf, the only creature
In a dominion for no mortals to reign
The sentinel demanded solitude
So it had to be winter forever
Blackheim, the father of all the black elves