Iced soul
Warriors
That hide
Themselves in shadows

Of the mystic

Forest and to mix
Whith the sacred ghosts
The flames burns away
His pride goes up

And makes his golden eyes
Bright looking for the other side
Of the forest, in the hills

Were live
The giant look for
Behind tundra

The base
Of the earth
Landings that sharing

The mankind of the giant
And the giant of the gods
That make to burn
The eternal flames