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Far away from the sun in coldness of the north

Hear the wind sing her song,

withered widows weeping

Wedding of the moon and the stars

A funeral of light

The lands of no fear, yet no hope

A dance in the cold

The storm became us and we became the storm

We are the foes of the sun

Creatures with a temper so bold walk the rusty lands

Earth a mother, sun a father in the land of the auroras

Melodies of misery

Slow colours in the sky

Tears of the backwoods spruce

for the wounds that never heal

The storm became us and we became the storm

We are the foes of the sun

Let darkness be our guide

Let misery fill our souls

Our hearts are burning for the dusk and the dawn

Let darkness be our guide

Let misery fill our souls

Our hearts are burning for the dusk and the dawn