Deep in the heart of these
Whispering dreamscapes
The currents bear to me the call
Songs from a season
Lost under seas
These still waters conceal
Colder, the waters that
Bring the night closer
The waves like rhythms
Stir my soul
Dark beneath silver
Covers the wrecks
Of summers lost
Once more
Scents of the past filter
Down to my slumber
Slake the thirst with
Moonlight cold
Lifted on wings
Through currents beneath
This starlit sea I rise
Drawn from the depths
Piercing darkness above
Raising staff, and hammer
from the beds
Plaid to cast over
Land that decays
This cycle must commence
Bha mi an sin
Èirich
Reòta teachdaire
Thoir dhuinn an sneachda
And now
To raise hammer high
And cast down your plaid
Awakened and enraged
Lift me
From slumbering sea so dark
Let me behold
The sky again
Now seas
Give to you
The sweet release
That winds bring this land
Once more
And rise
The seasons pale
Futures fade by frosts
The omens cold embrace
And now
At this beginning
The horrors are unleashed
Repeated on this world
In ice
Staff high
And hammer to shape these skies
A loss, a cry heard far
From here
Grasp tight
To these precious sands you hold
Breathe in this night
So cold
No
Beneath starlit waters
The judgement rises now
The warmth all but lost
Agus
Ro mhadainn
Aon gealladh
Cha ghabh a shàbhaladh
A chur gu bàs