Through frozen valleys I wander alone Beneath the pale and dying sun The scars of countless winters remain Upon these hands, upon this soul I hear the names within the wind Of brothers lost beyond the snow Their banners sleep beneath the ice Their voices follow where I go I crossed the fields where ravens fed On shattered shields and broken spears I watched the proudest kingdoms fall And measured time through blood and tears The northern stars were all I knew The sword my burden and my guide Yet every victory I claimed Left silent shadows at my side Now age has carved its mark in stone Upon the path beneath my feet The fire still burns within my chest Yet calls for peace begin to speak No fear remains within my heart No oath undone, no debt unpaid The storm that forged the man I am Has led me to this final place Before the mound of ancient kings I stand beneath the northern sky The steel that served through countless years Awaits the hour of goodbye The weight it bore, the lives it spared The wars it won, the blood it knew Are carried now by memory As winter claims the old and true Here I lay my sword to rest Beneath the gaze of timeless stars No crown to claim, no war to wage No distant wound, no hidden scars Here I lay my sword to rest Where earth and ice forever meet My journey ends among the stones Where fallen warriors finally sleep Here I lay my sword to rest And leave the storms behind at last The northern wind shall bear my name Across the echoes of the past Here I lay my sword to rest My duty carried to its end Among the fathers of the north I find my peace beyond the wind
