An Offering to the Wild от The Long Road North

The last birds have left Exiled by winter Lights of the north A dancing halo Stretching over mountains The whispers forge every lake Far have you wandered Lay down Close your eyes Embrace the final rest Long lasting calls wither and die A fading sun A falling star A growing rage A distant roar Your fire betrayed you The scent reveals where you hide Shadows reaching to claim your reeking skin Signs of a storm No need to repent This wall is heading for you Its will is your end Its will is your end Its will is your end Its will is your end Its will is your end