1. My Eyes Are Frozen

Rape us the time
You bring us this loving wave
Crosses they rose
On our once proud pagan land

Those words they spoke were like
Needles on my skin
And their blessings were like knives
Stabbed into my heart

I trusted thee
O heathen men of the north
To hail and fight
And to run them out

Those words they listened were like
Stabs into my back
The baptism they had meant
That I had lost homeland

Cold winds now freeze my eyes

...Now I flee
Out of this shame they caused
I spread my wings
To fly to a realm of my own

My eyes are frozen for the icy tears
My soul sheds
For those betrayers that were not
Strong enough in faith

2. One Son Of The Northstar

One endless cold star
Here I stand... following
Thy dark spirit... thy faint light
A path across my dreams
Take me far... into the unknown fly
Over a desert... a snowfield
...and dancing woods
I storm the nocturnal sky
In the fiery chariots I ride...

My dreams are like thy rays...
I see them sink into the sands of time
...and fade...

My spirit is like thine...
Shows only its nightside
Always strong and faithful
...and never fails...

These snowy woods, this frozen land
Here I stand... waiting
For thee to come... to show thy face
Over this land
Once heathen... once proud
In the icestorms
Of the cold northern winter
In the snowy hills and dark woods
My heart is forged
And that ice will never melt...

3. Uller

Amongst the cold
Northern mountains
He travells...
Wrapped in furs
And armed with a bow
He is the god of winter

Hear me Uller!
Ride by me
In the battles... and cover me
With thy mighty shield
O god of winter

Born of mother Sif
The stepson of thor
In the cold winter lies his realm
To the vale of Ydalir
His footsteps lead
There he dwells
The god of winter

4. From The Snowy Hillsides They Came

Via the paths of the four winds
Through the icy valleys and hills
They came led by two ravens
The messengers from the hall of the slain

Warriors of a thousand battles
Skalds of a thousand stories and tales
Riding in a shadow
Which will lie over the christian fame

Hear the dark woods call
Swear for the ancient names
Odin, Thor, Valhalla
Written into the heathen flames
False beliefs fall
Hearts of steel begin to pound again
In my eyes I almost see
Dragon ships setting sails

Fathers, watch us ride
Through the northern storms
And freezing winds
We are the horde
That came from the snowy sides of hills
Brothers up there we greet you
just like you – we will never fail
Sisters, wait for the call
We will come
when we hear the Odin's hail......

Via the paths of the four winds
Through the icy valleys and hills
they came led by two ravens
The messengers from the hall
Of the slain
Warriors of a thousand battles
Skalds of a thousand stories and tales
Riding in a shadow
Which will lie over the christian fame

5. In A Silent Night

Sitting under a pine
The deep silence... unbroken around
One dark lake
So placid, so cold...

Descended night
Throws shadows over water
Brown leaves fly
Autumn is turning into winter

What happens around me?
It has no meaning...
I sleep in my woe
This is not my world...
For my world lies
Beyond other's reach

Shadows dancing – my throne
My dreams' winterland I behold
Through the gates of time unseen
In a silent night

Somewhere deep inside
In the darkest woods
In the darkest nights
Lies my ancient realm
Where are still places
For me to find

Shadows dancing – my throne
My dreams' winterland I behold
Through the gates of time unseen
In a silent night

6. Come Fimbulvetr

The far north
Between the snowy falls
We stand – we think
The time that passed
...The times that are gone

For they reminded us
Of the times of glory... our pride
When our swords could drink
The blood of the weak

Now they're all gone...
Proud men have flown to Valhalla
Left behind are only memories
That hail us now...

We live under a shadow
In depression and woe...

There hasn't been dignity
For a thousand years...
There won't be... that's too much to ask
Come Fimbulvetr

7. Yggdrasil's Children Fall

Act I: The Death Of Balder

Autumn came to an end
And the first snow began to fall
Balder's face was clouded
The dreams of warning had called
His mother sought oaths
From all this below the sky
To not to hurt her son
To not to let him die

Balder stood there encircled by gods
Thrown with stones, spears and hit
With sword
No damage they had caused, not a wound
In jealousy Loki disguised to find
Why there was no harm
The mother told him that all the things
On the earth
Had sworn an oath not to harm nor
Kill her son
'All?', he asked and then she told him
That only one was too young to swear
And mistletoe was the one

So Loki went across the frosted land
To an ancient tree where mistletoe grew
He cut off a piece and
Returned to the plain
Where gods were still enjoying their game

Loki saw Hodur the Blind sitting
Outside the ring watching
The god's game
Loki gave him the twig and offered
To guide his hand
Pleased Hodur stepped forth
And threw the twig across the plain
It hit Balder's chest piercing
His bright body and he fell
Onto the ground in blood
The laughter and the joy ceased
When Balder's blood spilled
On the pure snow of Asg†rd

Act II: A Farewell To The Son Of Odin