Sanoja: Thergothon. Stream From The Heavens. Crying Blood And Crimson Snow.

Screams filled with sorrow
Echo from the woods
Tears drop to the ground
Colour my path blood-red

The Blade (so sharp & cold)
May the Spirits chant my name
Oh, the everlasting winter of my soul
ice burns my skin, I writhe in cold & grief

Nightwing calls...
Wailing of the Winds
Chills me from inside, snow is red around me