Ota perkele pahin poikasi. Joka on pitempi itseasi. Mene pimeahan Pohjolahan. Paivan paistamattomahan. . Rise son yet no man. Ice anoint, cold baptize. Old names cast aside. . Frostborn. Son
Gone in all but gilded name. And line of sired kin. With bonds of honor, acceded claims. Inscribed to far more elder skin. . Bred to war, like father like son. Revenge revived, we stand as one.
Can we truly claim that war isn't the heart unchained. The will and the action performed in their purest form. As reach of god's arm is always the blade of his followers. This was and ever shall be
Abeyant winding way. Cascades sheltered in white. Lead them far astray. Where shrouded frail may hide. . Pursued is ones prey. Onto trackless ground of frozen grey. Flight to river marmoreal.
Grief, . Grief unspoken, . Grief in halls of the fallen. Swords against shields. Wail sorrows worth. Echo in bones. Drums upending very earth. Hearths from stones. . First fall, hail on white
Bound you are to brotherhood of flesh. With cold harness of iron behest. One falls, another crawls. Remembers none why march at all. One screams, another weeps. And the dead you drag along. . O
