Invillith - Frostbound Lyrics

Carried by the winds of a cold northern prose
Ensorcelling ice-crystal laden hymns
So gradual yet swift
Comes the unspoken prayers
Unbound by the words of man
Sung by the Fae
Whispers of an archaic aura
That rustles the pines
Leaves dance in breeze
Here in these times
I'd swear I could feel
That presence divine
For the Gods are alive again
Even now
When all spoken glories
Of those times ago have but withered away
Here and now
When all we were made for
And swore to protect
Is now burned at the stake
Harken
Echoes of millennia
Vibrate these oaken halls
Rise again
Thrash against the new war
More subtle than the sword
The silent decay
The ages succumbing to the paragons of lunacy
I now lay to waste
Your backwards poisonous doctrines
For you fiends never had use for me
Boldness in heart
And wisdom in sight
Persevere in the darkness
Of the clandestine plight
Finding my solace
In these cold winter nights
Here the heathen spirit flourishes
Inspiring in strife
Spoken from the astral tongues
Recited by the ancient ones
Condemned by the enemy
Though truth forever prevails
In the eve of Ragnarok
What better a time than now
To heed the mysteries
Bound by frost
In the age of iron
What better a time than now
To heed to the knowledge
Of our forbears
Winter's essence beholds a magic
A flickering flame
Unmistakably pure
Vayudeva blowing the freezing winds
From north to south
The grey covers the ether
In my dreams
I still hear the chanting
The sung charms of Wotan
Echo through the trees
Lone in the forest
As a solitary heart
I pay my respects
And pour fourth the libations
Even now
When all spoken glories
Of those times ago have but withered away
Here and now
When all we were made for
And swore to protect
Is now burned at the stake
Harken
Echoes of millennia
Vibrate these oaken halls
Rise again
Thrash against the new war
More subtle than the sword
I solemnly gaze
From the towering canopy
To the skies painted grey
I'd always retain
My sentiment of beauty
In Mother Nature's grace
For the shortening days
And the lengthening nights
With the descent of frostwind
Brings serenity to this mind
Finding my solace
By the dim candlelight
Here the heathen spirit flourishes
Inspiring in strife
Spoken from the astral tongues
Recited by the ancient ones
Condemned by the enemy
Though truth forever prevails
In the eve of Ragnarok
What better a time than now
To heed the mysteries
Bound by frost
In the age of Kali
What better a time than now
To heed to the testaments
Of the sages
I contemplate that time of centuries past
When the Vedas were chanted
Neath the snow bearing sky
Hymns of praise raised to the gods
Hail to Indra
The great serpent of the waters is slain
All throughout the northern hemisphere
Anthems sung to the welkin high
Grant me this divine vision
To see such splendor again
I want to remember
All I have are vague flashes
The vibrance from lives before
From this earth
And far beyond this plane
Seemingly resurge significantly
In the tide of Yule
My eyes ranging across the starfields
In awe of this wondrous scene
Gleaming beacons
Of where the Great Ones dwell
Dressing the night
With the high palaces of light
I behold this valiant grandeur
With honor and reverence benign
Channeling within me
The frostbound incantation
And toast my chalice up to the sky
Welcome
O spirits of the winter
Rejoice