ripping down the valley of asphalt through a brainstorm of snow and ice where dynamite blasted the canadian shield i ride highways 17 and 69 i understand the relation of black metal and modern life and how a cold winter scene can inspire distortion and screams i am equal parts blood and ice i am just as much man as tree through chaos and solitude i came to become this black metal being each day i could see the changes each day i became more extreme i understood how the sight of nature could inspire the sound of machines i am equal parts blood and ice i am just as much man as tree through chaos and solitude i came to become this black metal being i ve traveled over dynamic earth at night on highways 17 and 69 for the beauty of nature can lift my spirits even in the dead of winter modern life can drive us to scream for the trees for those of us who can t find peace at least we can have a release i understand the translation universal in human behaviour a common expression and interpretation of black metal and modern life focused and strong without distraction i look within no one to talk me out of what i believe without reaction i proceed i was on my own and alone to decide black metal was all that mattered at the time i found faith inspired by nature and i was defined  i am equal parts blood and ice i am just as much man as tree through chaos and solitude i came to become this black metal being on this northern highway under the starry sky mine was a cold nocturnal winter ride and in the distance a stranger flashed his lights and in the distance a stranger flashed his lights and in the distance a stranger flashed his lights and in the distance a stranger flashed his lights and in the distance a stranger flashed his lights