Dressed in pale robe of winter
The aura of grey pastures
Brought no joy for the mourner
Whose last memory it became
From window he watched the birds fly
Ascending along the north winds gale
Again the moon is full upon the brook of tears
Enwrapped in silver - blood from his veins
Flowing steadily with a smile on his lips
And the robe of winter became his funeral dress
From window he watched the birds fly
Ascending along the north winds gale
Thus they lit a soothing fire
Tranquility before the end...
credits
from Continuum,
released June 16, 2016
Music&lyrics: Toni Pölkki
Bridging Nordic black metal with traditional Celtic folk, the Idaho crushers forge heavy music with a heroic medieval spirit. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 11, 2023