Another One Falls Asleep

Red sparks fill the sky

And they fall to the earth on fire

The bright stars fade away

And the moon is turning to red

The dark woods of the valley

Whisper stories of an old witch

Living on the great hill

Covered with ice and snow

The strongest soul above them all

Start to sing the poem of force

To beat the evil, to beat the night

The troll drum from the dawn of time

Build by a shaman from the northlands

Breaks the eternal chains of sleep

The old witch hears the silence

She sees the village enchanted

By the power of her magic

Gathered from the mists of the dark

The everlasting winter is

Draining the power of the people

She feels it in her veins...

And another one falls asleep

The strongest soul above them all

Start to sing the poem of force

To beat the evil, to beat the night

The troll drum from the dawn of time

Build by a shaman from the northlands

Breaks the eternal chains of sleep

"My holy ancestors, hear my voice

Bless this final fight

Raise this verse to the secret place,

Where dead birds fly"

I can feel my ancestors to join me and my soul

I feel their power inside me

I can hear the rhythm of my troll drum

And how it shakes the earth

I can see the sun rise after all these years,

The golden sun rays

And the spell is starting to fade away...

To fade away...

So fell the black witch

And she froze to ice forever

So came the mighty wind

And blew to the dark red sky

Remains of the evil

Were spread by the north wind

And they formed into bright northern lights

The strongest soul above them all

Started to sing the poem of force

To beat the evil, to beat the night

The troll drum from the dawn of time

Build by a shaman from the northlands

Broke the eternal chains of sleep