Through the silence
Of the mourning century
We have marched with eternal glory
Ride with us
The great northern ice storms
Towards infinity
We survive with night's splendour
Ride
We will paint your heart
With the ice of the moonlight
Below us there's no life
Only a grim land defeated and cold
As we carry this sombre poetry
Approaching in mystery
Like shadows of northern trees
Far from the years of battles
Cry now your lost
With all these images forever graven
Despair and all the pain
Darken your last forgotten smile
Facing the cold, raging winter storms