Fjolnigarmr

With the sun well set And the memories so fresh And every breath I take Crowded by seclussion I'm haunted I keep my eyes wide Or else see only you Even in the light The ice doesn't melt While my mind is frozen in repeat Your eyes when you laugh and smile Locked in my head until we meet Till you wake me from this sleep Till I see you again Spending every hour with your shadow Since the day that you left With all my messages and calls That I know you'll never get I'm haunted

There it lies, all alone Amongst the dark and cold An ember small from the distance shone That it might yet come alight Tried I have to raise the flame For warmth I'm yet to feel To no avail, perhaps this night The frost shall run its course

My tongue may turn still As my heart turns to stone And until my final breath is drawn I stalk, looking north Till I see these woods again

Ikväll är det kalt, så kalt En frostiga rike tall och sten Jag slåss och håller hjärtat värm I tystnad jag greppa om yxan Till hug och geist Til liv, så kalt Till blod och eld Till liv så kalt Så bliga jag tillbaka, ser ingen Till liv, så kalt Ikväll är det kalt, så kalt (Tonight it is cold, so cold A frosty realm of pine and stone I fight to keep the heart warm In silence I grip the axe To wound and spark To life, so cold To blood and fire To life so cold I look back and see none To life, so cold Tonight it is cold, so cold)

Down the rain falls He sat in silence with naught Without the forlorn he thought In eclipse was found what he sought Down the rain falls

The most wild of dreams untamed Through primal means arisen Within the shroud, a quiescent grove Amidst the rolling hills and peaks Beyond the grasp of time itself

I see the coming morning To be the time we meet And face the gallant soldiers My favorite hill beneath our feet We'll fly the hero's harp on green As we'd always come to dream And when my time has come at last To lay out in the grass To feel the soft wind's final kiss I'll put my heart to dying wish For the one who took me to fair best And when he lays his head to rest And turns his thoughts to why we're dead Had our hearts been dark with hate We would have found him in that bed A shadow crept over our home Than saw us rise to fight thereof To see us now lay cold for love

   Never before I've felt more peace   With stars above, laid in the snow   The call to rise to life is gone   Fate has made it's mark already   A wound so deep, beyond return   Now feel I naught, save the cold   To rise would bring the pain of life   Yet something stirs from deep within   And sees me to my feet again

From heavenly bed, By darkness upheld, It's seeking to rise, From cyclic demise, Embracing the form, Iridescent storm, Subduing the Void, All might is deployed, The Chaos to bring, In chains to its spring; But soon as He shown, Atop the horizon, The Cosmos to wield, A lord on the field, A dart brings Him down, A glint from His crown, Photonic envoy, Informing le Roi; The shock running through, One blink becomes two, By Sphere forlorn, From high above torn, Stripped clean of his treasures, Angelical pleasures, Core crumbles like glass, From hunger of mass, A pyre of light, Consumes The Most Bright; Out of body dive, Plunging from the Hive, Lik