The sky cries tears of ice
Frozen tears for frozen times
Shamain kisses the lands and we receive
Its punishment divine
Your landscapes are poems of purity and desolation
A beautiful wasteland of snow
Bringer of weakness and fear
God of the sons of the frost
The sky..
Oh lord winter, mighty weep of the earth
The frozen white warrior returns
Tremble enemy you of the winter
The sons of the frost are here to stay
Once sun has fallen
Nor the wind will blow us away
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