Moonrise Fields Of Sorrow
  
   Moonrise fields of sorrow
 
 Our mighty fathers fell
 
 Mountains watches memories
 
 From a darkshining past
 
  
  Layed in frost
 
 Below a bleak sun
 
 Under icicled paths
 
 Mighty were the
 
 Fathers of norsemen
 
 And in us they shall return
  
 
 Shine for me
 
 Fields of sorrow
 
 Shine for me dread moon
 
 And make me
 
 Neverending snowfall
  
 
 Moonrise fields of sorrow [repeat]
  
 
 Layed in frost
 
 Below a bleak sun
 
 Under icicled paths
 
 Mighty were the
 
 Fathers of norsemen
 
 And in us they shall return