moving through fields away from the great sea up to the barren and cold the wind gathers might as the last trees passes out of sight i plunge into the blight frozen landscape see me feel me awe strikes where even the air bites and ice ceaselessly survives blue shades on white announcing the rite taking place here tonight fading to black then explode in attack hits the blazing northern lights spellbound i fight the chaos the colors painted in flight and i watch and i sink in the snow but in spite of this call from the other side i rise my mind at ease war harvest peace blood fire death cannot freeze my father s gods grant wisdom and odds this is their gift through the bond a spearhead a zeal i know what is real to no one nowhere i kneel frozen landscape touch me heal me awe strikes where even the air bites and ice ceaselessly survives