كلمات Towards The Thrones

Shadows and night are one with me And cold darkness fills my life I am wandering here eternally On a path of sorrow In the forest I walk alone Crystallic ice covers the trees And thick snow falls from the nightsky Under the evershining star of the north I was born and I will die And then my soul shall rise with the wings of winter The cold northern winds blows into my soul I stand on the forest and watch as the snow falls This winter-night feels so everlasting The night birds on a beautiful sky And wolves carry my name in their midnight speech Shadows of the past reflect from my eyes Thrones of black ice I see The wings of northern winds I feel Towards the thrones I walk With cold wings my spirit is free