She robbed the moon from the sky Derailed the sun off its course Inside her mountain enchained the light She took the wisdom for her own
The sun no longer shines on us No silver moon reflects The stars no longer give their light To help us find our path
I’m thrown on barren wastelands In feverish swamps I’m lost I stagger through white-rimed lands I drown in diseased black mire
I fight the forces, forces of dark and cold Upon the witches I cast my spells I strike with a sword, touch with a feather And sing my song into the night
Beyond the heaven, the highest one The god supreme smites with his sword Into the sea falls fiery star A pike of deep swallows the spark
Skyforger, come to my aid The Magicsmith, by my side Daughter of creation The tiny man from the sea
Ilmatar the ancient Mighty ocean-dwarf Skyforger by my side Thunder and lightning
We find the hidden moon Release the mountain-bound We light the wisdom of the heart The sun dawns anew