Hiber Ihsahn

[Verse 1]
Upon the edge of winter's chasm
The seeds of evil flowers grow
And a sleeping giant curls below
In fever burning nightmare spasms

[Verse 2]
I rest upon this trembling ground
And in my bones they resonate
And thus, alike, we lie in wait
For both of us are northern bound

[Verse 3]
No longer can my heart deny
The seven solitudes across the sky
I know too well the beacon's flame

[Verse 4]
Forever has it been the same
I call upon thee, aquilon
To take my soul and bring me home