My Northern Heart - Wormwood

I return to see the oak of my youth

To see the roots swallow her ossuary

The inlet, the strait and the pristine lake

My world in past, crestfallen days

The ever-swaying fields of perennial growth

Like walking across the rainbow bridge

A deep-rooted melancholy within ourselves

Yet I smile in reminiscence of that old song

Unchangeable zeal

Everlasting strife

My soul is formed

By the hands of gods

My heart is forged

In the heart of stars

My soul will shine

Through every night

My beloved scar

My northern heart

As the midnight sun caresses my complexion

Njord’s gentle breath leads the way

Through paths less known and beyond

Again I behold such immaculate sight

With every passing of the gift of seasons

Comes the lights from the ones who passed

Transfixed by their dance of death

Wherein remembrance dwell

Unchangeable zeal

Everlasting strife

My soul is formed

By the hands of gods

My heart is forged

In the heart of stars

My soul will shine

Through every night

My beloved scar

My northern heart