Northwind

We dwell in a time of Neither night nor day. It's like an ever-eve Of a gloaming light. Our robes have gone grey As we sailed to mortal shore. The journey felt so short To the gates of evermore. The paths we used to tread And the secrets we then told

Hear the cries of the wolves In the moon of the woods, On the marble mounts They answer my call Feel the cold from the North It comes with the winds, Hear the howling horns, Hear the clash of the steel As the lightning, comes from the sky, As the chu