High in the sky whirls the wain
From a long gone time of legend
Silently singing the heroes
Celestial lullaby
Far from the world creatures dwell
In a realm that was imagined
Icons of commonplace
Ancestral artefacts on high
Borealic bellows the north wind bone chilling
Frozen calls the edge of the world on all
Frigid falls the night on a mortal frostbitten
Where she faded fell on the frozen field
Reappear wintertime
Lore of the lost, beacons of fire
Wretched we, borne in rhyme
Far from the worries of the world
Tales of time persevere
Reaching beyond, always inspire
Wretched us legends steer
Far from the worries of the world
Down on the ground mankind falls
In a wartorn time of turmoil
Desperately crying their
Futile and final battlecry
Close to the world runs the
Blood and the tears into the dear soil
Ailing they wait by the wain
For the day it will run dry
Southern sun shines blazing
The breeze is blistering
Warriors wandered scorching
And bone dry sands
In the howling wasteland
A mortal smouldering
Where he burning fell
On the flaming field
Reappear wintertime
Lore of the lost, beacons of fire
Wretched we, borne in rhyme
Far from the worries of the world
Tales of time persevere
Reaching beyond, always inspire
Wretched us legends steer
Far from the worries of the world
Reappear wintertime
Lore of the lost, beacons of fire
Wretched we, borne in rhyme
Far from the worries of the world
Tales of time persevere
Reaching beyond, always inspire
Wretched us legends steer
Far from the worries of the world