Among the leaves of the Ash
There Stand Four
Where hence fall the rivers
From stags horn
And within the water
The Elk-Sedge grows
With a touch so simple
Blood of severed hands flow
And as waters rise tall, there looking down are four Harts of Valhal
And within the waters below, there we remain drifting
Lost in the wandering current
And as worlds go by
There stand four
And among the leaves
Remain watchful eyes
And within the water
The Elk-Sedge grows
With a touch so simple
Blood of severed hands flow

Gaze into birchfire, freezing rain
Forlorn vision declared with flame
Descending twilight falls on me
In acrid smoke a girl stands plain
Her armored gates, her walls up high
Her famine sword, a trickster's scion
Unto her bow down nine worlds
Hel's abyss, we descend

There beyond winter's frost
Revive all growth that once was lost
Through Forests shadowed from light of day
Vitality forgotten within the shades so grey
Long winter's cold hath passed
Now spring has come at last
Gather warmth within the light
Before four winters shed endless night
The cold will inevitably return
Through the light of dawn
Absent dreams of summers song
Always to awaken here, silent

From wandering heights to oceans deep
I defied the will of man, I opposed the god's decree
Three maidens of the wood hath brought me here
I journeyed deep within to the point of no return
As I look below upon the forest floor
The leaves of autumn's wind speaks of my demise
My strength begins to wane, my thoughts in disarray
The days grow ever dark, nights linger without end
Abandoned by death, sentient without rest
Devoid of all flesh, a monument of arrogance
Horizons I long to see, a venture I long to take
Monolith with waking eyes
Entombed in Earth

Always waiting
Suffering eternal
Endless anguish
Forever in Despair

Always waiting
Suffering eternal
Endless anguish
Forever in Despair