Testo di Hymn To Winter

The silent cry of innocent woman Sad whispers in the fullmoon night Dark candles burning in the eye of the wind Slow summoning still on the throne Mournful chanting of alone in the night The words of doom hidden in bonfire flames The warriors of truth like the sands of desert Cold wind like hammer for inquisitors... The ancient snow with a track of naked foot Remembers the times of victory days Those ages passed but aren't forgotten Dark winds are blowing again The streams are flowing to rivers The rivers are flowing to seas Dark legions grow, deeply in soul Like waters... Like fright... Like trees...