travails turn brang me tae many a place an all this wimplen way yont the lee lang nicht oh i mind on the days lang begane sae the mindin in yer heid unrowes afore yer een frae hours o sweet yestreen aye the ember deid in monie a heid fare ye well im pertin away aye the wind blaws our weird right amang yer staur yer een ance glancin are noo doolfu and tired o the wanderin hours i say farewell tae the warld mind me weel i say farewell tae the warld aye its lane an cauld
['celtic metal', 'folk black metal', 'folk metal', 'german melodeath', 'german metal', 'melodic death metal', 'viking metal']