Ice it shattered into shards Gave away under our feet Many men did lose their lives Taken by Tuonela’s river
In the blue frost of the night In the icy waters of death Stifled were both wail and whisper Frozen were the living hearts
The days they followed each other Nights defended our dreams With the seasons grew our circle And we knew we’d found our place
We would start from the beginning Make it with our meager means Crouching, cowering companions Journeying ever northwards
Waking in the dead of night My eyes opened in the darkness I saw the sign of the red hand Marking the mouth of a cave On the sordid, stony ground On a field of frozen grass I found my spirit kith and kindred My sisters and my brothers
Game is good and plentiful here Happy is the life, the life of man It was not in vain we came Strayed from the silent waters
The days they followed each other Nights defended our dreams With the seasons grew our circle And we knew we’d found our place
We would start from the beginning Make it with our meager means Crouching, cowering companions Journeying ever northwards