Nordic Anthem - Borknagar

There's a place where the summer will be As a legend long gone set free And this warms me beautifully Where the sun cast shadows at night Where the day and evenings are bright The place where I belong Up north Where the pine trees meet the sea Where the stormy sky will sing for me The place I wanna be Up north Fall, my favorite season Death and rain and rain and rain Falling leaves and fallen stars As fallen men go back to start Death as life we hail Alone but not alone we sail Death give life and lead the way All energy remain Then winter its you and me The winter is home to the dead alone With you i'll sleep with ease Take a moment to reflect and be Who you are, and you are just another icebergs tip at sea You will melt eventually And the ocean will rise and the sun Crystallize you for the aftermath to see The spark of true eternity Clean as a new start set me free In your wisdom I'm lost what do I know of frost But I trust you know lost is lost Winter she is unforgiving as faith And then spring you will shake Speed the circle and brake And create and create and create And the circle is now complete No end for an end to meet Nothing is obsolete Up north No end, no end for an end to meet No end, no end for an end to meet

Thunderous events below the atmosphere. Hibernate within my fissures. Mind has compressed what it lent from the ear. Like a diamond that sings of external pressure. But this zenith is chased by a curse. That time seems cruel to our memory. Expressive bow strokes in the bodily universe. Soon fade into a monotonous symphony. Like solar flares that reach our plexus. Through the cloud chamber's web. So we learnt to forget about essentiality. And deny the primal frequency. But its spirit still exists in me. As my existence is its gree. Like fertility found its mother in fallow. We found our ethics in each other. Organic development was to follow. And intelligence defeated pother. Earthquake: Its stentorian chord. The core's hollow choir. Fields tremble where Alps aboard. The resonance, that even deletes fire.

Up high and far away, where the air is clear A vast horizon shimmers The cold wind seems to carry the light away As the earth's rotation closes the day Beyond the towering peaks Recurring shadows bow deep Into the raging rivers Beyond the towering peaks Recurring shadows bow deep Into the raging rivers The ground runs cold and hard Throughout the dark seasons The ebb and flow of growth and regression Seasons build, seasons tear down The northern hammer Keeps beating, beating Hear the echoes rumble Hear the echoes rumble Beyond the towering peaks Recurring shadows bow deep Into the raging rivers Into the raging rivers Beyond the towering peaks Recurring shadows bow deep Into the raging rivers The ground runs cold and hard Throughout the dark seasons Roots grow deep in order to keep Clinging to the gusty plains The wind hushes the earth to sleep The ebb and flow of growth and regression Seasons build, seasons tear down The northern hammer Keeps beating, beating Beating, beating Hear the echoes rumble Across the thunderous sky Summers reveal, winters conceal The thunderous sky oversees it all Up north and far away, where the air is clear Vast horizons call The mighty force of winter Shapes a merciless scenery Throughout the dark seasons Roots grow deep to keep Earth to sleep