Through the silence Of the mourning century We have marched with eternal glory Ride with us The great northern ice storms Towards infinity We survive with night's splendour Ride We will paint your heart With the ice of the moonlight Below us there's no life Only a grim land defeated and cold As we carry this sombre poetry Approaching in mystery Like shadows of northern trees Far from the years of battles Cry now your lost With all these images forever graven Despair and all the pain Darken your last forgotten smile Facing the cold, raging winter storms Ride with me Ride with us Ride