Winter's gate, pt. 5

Hear the sound resonate
Through your flesh

Through hit ground, across the skies
Cracking roar, a thunder's bark

Echoes here, the voice of doom
Blackened clouds now seize the welking

Wielding all of winter's ire
And it will rise with a white voiceless face

From from the heart of earth
From under the mountain

The stromwind engulfs us
The whirl of white and grey

The downfall is upon us
The reprisal of wantom gods

Here at world's end we will termble
Far beyond the deceitful seas

Here we hide now, crawl to shelter
Far away from the homely shores

And it will rise with a white voiceless face

From the heart of the earth

From under the mountain