| On the vast fields of snow, the wind is blowing strong
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| With it’s frozen cold and relentless touch
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| It leaves a dead and hollow land of ice
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| I have seen through the eyes of a wolf
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| And felt all its pain and loneliness
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| The beautiful land opened before my eyes
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| Wild as a beast I ran into the night
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| The calling of the howling wind is raging in the realms of north
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| Creations of ice rising mighty into the skies
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| And treacherous gods shall fall
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| Watching through the falling snow
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| There’s no sign of life
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| The fire has gone out in the whirl of time
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| Behold the face of thunder
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| The storm is getting near
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| When the sky calls my name, I have no fear
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| The calling of the howling wind is raging in the North
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| Creations of ice, rising mighty into the skies
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| And Treacherous Gods shall fall
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| They brought us misfortune, but their honor is about to be crushed
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| My blood flows cold as streams of north
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| We’ll never let them take our souls
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| The calling of the howling wind is raging in the north
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| Creations of ice rising mighty into the skies
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| And treacherous gods shall fall
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| Time and time again
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| I witness the birth of a new-born star
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| I climb the highest mountain
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| To find the essence of a new era
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| Time and time again
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| I witness the birth of a new-born star
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| I climb the highest mountain
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| To find the essence of a new era |