Fimbulvetr Lyrics

The wintry Earth enshrouded in a shield of broken
leaves
As barren trees weep their last tears, and branches
break and fall
The Sun which lies so distantly upon the bleak horizon
And whistling winds bring snow and hail, like no man
can recall
The mountains offer no defense from blizzards so
malevolant
This vehemence and fury of the last great squall
Winter spirits hold your will with an icy grip
As they pull you to your dying battle under thrall

Ride, along the twisting broken trail
With sword in hand, you'll struggle forth through storm
Ride, through deepest snow and highest peaks
Spears of ice will deal the final blow
Sound the horns, grind your sword blade This Fimbulwinter, will pave the way for war

An arrow flies through falling snow and hits its frosty
mark
The fallen warrior grips his wound, and stumbles to his
knees
His blood which flows into the snow will chill and run
as ice
His dying shout is borne away upon a breeze
No pyre built to mark his passing, no fire set nor lit
no flame
No logs are felled for funeral rites, no use for dying
trees
This maddened frenzy tears its way through villages and
towns
As battles break out all around and lifeblood starts to
freeze

Winter
The frozen moon looks down on us in shame
Winter
The land of mist is rising

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