Sunset beyond a grey vast forest, Im longing for the night to break into the woods and darkness then will be my light. .. beginning of my wandering through coldness and grim ice, to find the one Im searching for before the sun again will rise... Fire burns down the Christian houses and shows me the way with its light, my ancestors are with me on this wandering into this darkest winternight... Following the foodsteps no snowflake will efface, a northern breeze beckons my body and northern snow my face... I feel he gets nearer to me, a lightning strikes with pride, the thunder roars, the trees now rush, I sense my master is not wide... Thors hammer in chains around my neck, an ancient wisdom deep inside, my blood flows wild now through my veins while my wandering through this darkest winternight... A lifetime I have been in search for what the elder ones have told me, for strongness and the truth, for blood and victory... But now the time for me has come, no way to find back home, the snow begins to bury me, but Im no longer now allone... My sword tears my breast, Im spilling my own blood... The last on this world so I saw was the beckoning of my God...Winternight...
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