1. NORTHERN BLOOD

From The freezing night
A new era dawns,
And the rage of Winter
Lays Persecution upon the land

But Northern Blood always boils in defiance,
Rising continually after the oppressive cold strikes it down
As if the wolves of old still live within my heart,
Screaming to the wind, "I shall never be frozen."

Buth the dawn gives way to a cold light
And a sleeping world frozen in white

My soul is given to the old Wolves
Who found the courage to live
In the bleakest of worlds,
Where life is uncertain, as is death
A new era dawns,
Where life is uncertain, as is death

Let me try to draw my courage
To scream with the old wolves,
And let the icy winds know
I shall never be frozen


2. WINTERDANCE

Winterdance upon these hills of old
To celebrate the lands that collided long ago
That forced our great mountains ever high,
That they still stand under the seasons' violent sky

Winterdance!


3. BEARHEARTED

Rise!
You are Bear!
Gone are the wolves
Only you are left
Defy!
Show the world who rules the woods!

Your heart shall roar with the wind,
Your soul defiant of the cold,
Your bravery only matched,
By your fierce countenance!

Rise!


4. THE RAGE OF THE GREAT MOUNTAIN

As a cold, fierce wind surrounded me,
And slashed painfully through my senses,
I heard a warning, that no matter the season,
The Great Mountain would not weep for any life it takes

Tension mounts, and another strom rises,
Blowing over the Great Mountain
The anger of imaginary gods is rendered paltry,
When falling ice rends unsheltered flesh

Even now, I feel the gathering strength,
Of a mountain exploding in ice!

True as the stars,
The beauty of the Great Mountain
Is magnified in its anger,
And careless violence
In the midst of these savage days,
It feels as if the very land
Is blood-starved,
And hungers for fearful lives

Long live the frigid days,
That those who are weak flee!

Long live the punishing ice,
That those who are foolish may die!

And now I know
My own reflection
In Winter's ice!


5. THE FREEZING NIGHT HOWLS

Mountain winds howl
Tormented plaintive calls

The land shudders
As if in agony

Even during warn times
The echoes remain,
The fear lingers,
As if the land holds its breath

Winter winds upon bare flesh
Are as if a knife
Held by hateful hands,
And thrust by rage

The gray sky,
A creator
frowning
in disgust

The snow,
A burial shroud
For a dead land
And its children

The sound surrounds with its deafening scream;
The howls remembered in my fiercest dreams

The echoes remain;
The fear lingers


6. CALL OF THE LONESOME WIND

Under a sky that beheld the sun's departure
A Lonely Wind calls

The howling cold
Begets fear
Damning this wind
To solitude

The Howling cold
Breaks my heart
And pity comes
To the Lonesome Wind

Courage I'll find
To stand in the Wind
And offer myself
As a companion


7. DEEP WITHIN THE MOUNTAIN FOREST

Horns of the season sound,
Awakening ravens and the wolves

And all before the forest
Call the mountains' trees,
And pray for deliverance
From the freezing breeze

Summer's easy days
Forgotten in the shadows of fear

Horns of the season sound
And all return to the forest

World turns white
Deep forest stripped bare
Ghosts are made
Deep within the forest


8. THE STORM AND THE MOUNTAINS

Uneasy air,
Smell of danger,

And wind is upon the land,
In a sudden rage

All are cowed
Rendered fragile

Under an erupting sky,
Only fear can be known

Even the fierce ones,
Fall under a black sky

Few are the storms,
That thirst not for blood

Roar of the storm,
Scream of the wind,

They, too die
A lonely sunbeam fights the gloom

Silence

And again, the mountains can be seen


9. I BECOME THE FROZEN LAND

Like this mountain I am cold
Like this mountain I do not forgive
I hold in my heart unmeltable ice,
For my commanding fabric was sown together in this season's midst

Season of horror,
To match your furious wonder
I need only look into my heart,
For I am you

Every snowflake is my dearest wish
To make the lives of men weary
Before Winter's hardships,
That they should flee my beautiful mountains

Those frozen winds Echo within my own soul!

Like this mountain I am old,
And like this mountain I am alive
Mountain, let my ghost be you guardian,
Until the rain carries us both into the sea