Daughter of the cold

Ice rings under the moon Whispers cut like a rune Vengeance rises tonight — Through the dark walks the light Father fell in a burning flame Silent peaks hold his fading name Swear I do with a frozen soul — Aesir’s pride will be mine to hold Down the slopes where the grey winds roam Tracks of fate lead me far from home Fear returns with the biting frost — Asgard trembles for what they’ve lost I walk — in the rising cold I walk — where no hope is told I am Skadi, the mountain’s blood I am fury that breaks the flood North is mine — let them beg or bleed North is mine — and I claim my creed Aesir stand in a steel-like line — See my shadow in silver shine I arrive — let their laughter fall Blood for blood is the ancient call Loki twists into jest and screams Yet my heart holds the frost of dreams Feet decide who my fate will bind — Njord beside me, but not my kind I walk — in the rising cold I walk — where no hope is told I am Skadi, the mountain’s blood I am fury that breaks the flood North is mine — let them beg or bleed North is mine — and I claim my creed Sea wants storms, but the peaks want peace Tear our hearts till the bond will cease Waves and ice never dance as one — So I follow the northern sun Snow and wind greet their wandering child Freedom’s breath in the mountains wild Voice of stone whispers in my bones — North eternal, where I take my throne I walk — in the rising cold I walk — where no hope is told I am Skadi, the mountain’s blood I am fury that breaks the flood North is mine — let the ages know North is mine — till the long winds blow