Darkwoods My Betrothed - Come Fimbulvetr lyrics

The far north

Between the snowy falls

We stand - we think

The time that passed

...The times that are gone

For they reminded us

Of the times of glory... our pride

When our swords could drink

The blood of the weak

Now they're all gone...

Proud men have flown to Valhalla

Left behind are only memories

That hail us now...

We live under a shadow

In depression and woe...

There hasn't been dignity

For a thousand years...

There won't be... that's too much to ask