Текст песни The Old Man's Child - Old Man's Child

Gods of ancient twilight
Glance the golden past
Let me enter your hidden gate
Let me know I am the last

Rise nocturnal spirits
Eternal gods of the north
Blow your wind upon my flesh
Reach me your immortal force, yeah!

I dance through the winter storm
All through a lifetime
Marching to the deepest fog
To bend down beneath your ancient hand

Beneath your ancient hand

So engraved by battles for years
But more mighty than ever
With blood on my weapons, I hunger for more
I shall never give up the war

I'll make this night my darkest intention
Walking towards your kingdom
Winter of the Norse evil
I summon you to embrace and crown me

Rise nocturnal spirits
Eternal gods of the north
Blow your wind upon my flesh
Reach me your immortal force, yeah!