Creeping fog in my way
Lurking through the shadows
Of another day
My hearts the darkened one my
Soul on ice
Into the world before me
I stalk the night

Blind me moons above me
But still I shall see
In my time of wandering
Winter it will be
I'm getting nearer
The higher mountains wait
It's getting colder
The snow blows in my face

In our great winters land
There's seldom sun in sight
In great king winters land
Hear clear voices of ice
Through the biting wind
At the cold
Northern mountains
Horizoned in
Wintery dreams
At the cold
Northern mountains

Cover the horizon
But still I shall reach
The unending darkness that
Embraces me

Blackened earth before me
Creeping fog in my way
Lurking through the shadows
Of another day
My hearts the darkened one my
Soul on ice
Into the world before me
I stalk the night