They come from fields, from the dark seas
To lead spears in pagan dreams
To shed clear painfull tears
Under their feet snow is melting
Eternal frost from mountains cold
Spells from past bring their world forth
Possessed they grow strong!

Visions clear of dark past

From horizon's end gods send winds cold
To leave this mortal world of hate, grief and pain
And be cursed forevermore!
Wind that blow will froze my bones
Eternaly in winter's silence
Sound of wind whiping the treas,
Whispers the names of the dead!

Northern win

Eternal snows call me!
Deepest, coldest your realms are
For years I have waited this moment
Glorious kingdom waits untouched

As I wait the time passes
A night slowly falls
In mountain's forest alone
Wind brings before my eyes
Pictures of life, memories <

Senke Proslosti

Nesto se desava sa nasim umom
Vidimo istinu u svim lazima
Bez osecanja sto donose bol
Ziveli smo slobodno.
Senke proslosti sa svezih polja
Tamom plene zovu nas njoj.

Duh nasih predaka vecno zivi
U nasim venama paganska krv
Bezdusna ruka zem

Unfullfiled dreams, unseen horizons
Unrevealed future that lies ahead beyond all
Frozen land grow so cold!
Snowless winters like worlds without fear
Unforested mountains on the northern side
As the body slowly leaves this world

Frozen years await for me, glorious

Freezing mouth of North
Swallowed my heart
Long times ago!

Underhill - kingdom of ice
Below the mightiness of Alma throne
Freezing winds from the North
Are covering with snow
Frozen kingdom upon the valleys
Cold sun glows setting in mountains
Moon r

In these old woods cold winds to blow
And echoes from the trees are here to show
Greatness of the forest resting for a years
Greatness of this land slowly dying
Sound of horn in the leaves
Can take us to the past
To see long lost battles and victories
That was