Текст песни
Creations of ice, the calling of the howling wind is raging in the north, time and time again
i have seen through the eyes of a wolf
The wind is blowing strong, and treacherous gods shall fall
and treacherous gods shall fall
The storm is getting near, the calling of the howling wind
the storm is getting near
To find the essence of a new era, my blood flows cold as streams of the north, and treacherous gods shall fall
I have no fear, i have seen through the eyes of a wolf
Watching through the falling snow, the calling of the howling wind
But their honor is about to be crushed, creations of ice rising mighty into the skies
With it s frozen cold and relentless touch, the calling of the howling wind
Wild as a beast i ran into the night, but their honor is about to be crushed
my blood flows cold as streams of the north
With it s frozen cold and relentless touch, and treacherous gods shall fall
We ll never let them take our souls, the storm is getting near
Creations of ice, and treacherous gods shall fall Treacherous, on the vast fields of snow
the beautiful land opened before my eyes
Creations of ice rising mighty into the skies, when the sky calls my name, i have seen through the eyes of a wolf
I climb the highest mountain, when the sky calls my name, watching through the falling snow
they brought us misfortune
on the vast fields of snow
Is raging in the realms of north, the calling of the howling wind
time and time again
there s no sign of life
I witness the birth of a new born star, i have no fear, creations of ice rising mighty into the skies
I climb the highest mountain, to find the essence of a new era, to find the essence of a new era
The storm is getting near, i climb the highest mountain
Creations of ice, it leaves a dead and hollow land of ice, when the sky calls my name
rising mighty into the skies
the calling of the howling wind
Watching through the falling snow, i climb the highest mountain
to find the essence of a new era
With it s frozen cold and relentless touch, on the vast fields of snow
My blood flows cold as streams of the north, the wind is blowing strong Ensiferum, rising mighty into the skies
They brought us misfortune, they brought us misfortune
when the sky calls my name
Creations of ice rising mighty into the skies, and felt all its pain and loneliness
and felt all its pain and loneliness
The calling of the howling wind, and treacherous gods shall fall
There s no sign of life, but their honor is about to be crushed Ensiferum, i climb the highest mountain