White Storm - Ensiferum

On this magical dawn the colours of autumn are reflected by a light

A light that has been captured for years in oblivion of time

Circles of time are raging now

so his powers are slowly dying

Before the coldness rapes the land

his spirit is wandering into the night to die

Over the mountains

he had travelled

Across the oceans

deep in the night

Now when it’s time to say last farewells

show us your power

show us your mighty

gift from the sky

His eyes can see it so clearly now

but his restless mind cannot sense it in the air

The white storm is close

…and his powers gained in this mystical place

more than he ever possessed before

So now he could rule the realms of ice once again