From The freezing night A new era dawns, And the rage of Winter Lays Persecution upon the land.
But Northern Blood always boils in defiance, Rising continually after the oppressive cold strikes it down As if the wolves of old still live within my heart, Screaming to the wind, \"I shall never be frozen.\"
Buth the dawn gives way to a cold light And a sleeping world frozen in white.
My soul is given to the old Wolves Who found the courage to live In the bleakest of worlds, Where life is uncertain, as is death. A new era dawns, Where life is uncertain, as is death.
Let me try to draw my courage To scream with the old wolves, And let the icy winds know I shall never be frozen.