Far away from the sun in coldness of the north 
Hear the wind sing her song, 
her withered widows weeping 
Wedding of the moon and the stars 
A funeral of light 
The lands of no fear, yet no hope 
A dance in the cold 

The storm became us and we became the storm 
We are the foes of the sun 

Creatures with a temper so bold walk the rusty lands 
Earth a mother, sun a father in the land of the auroras 
Melodies of misery 
Slow colours in the sky 
Tears of the backwoods spruce 
for the wounds that never heal 

The storm became us and we became the storm 
We are the foes of the sun 

Let darkness be our guide 
Let misery fill our souls 
Our hearts are burning for the dusk and the dawn 
Let darkness be our guide 
Let misery fill our souls 
Our hearts are burning for the dusk and the dawn