At the Wintering Gates Songtext
von Talvihauta

I was born on a cold battlefield
Baptized in a bloody oaken shield
Raised in the land of the old ways
Under the faith of a warrior

Spine and heart made by the god
Of the anvil, the father of the frost
And the north wind over the farmland
Gave the meaning for my iron soul

Hail! Hail!
I stand at the wintering gates
Hail! Hail!
I stand at the wintering gates
Hail! Hail
I stand at the wintering gates
Hail! Hail!
So hail


I was born on a cold battlefield
Baptized in a bloody oaken shield
Raised in the land of the old ways
Under the faith of a warrior

One day, I will see frozen walls
At the end of the path I chose to walk
I can hear the calling of my soul
The sound of a hammer pounding iron

Hail! Hail!
I stand at the wintering gates
Hail! Hail!
I stand at the wintering gates
Hail! Hail
I stand at the wintering gates
Hail! Hail!
So hail

Master of the oaken throne
I honor thee
Guardian hawking warlord
In woods below


Master of the oaken throne
I honor thee
Guardian hawking warlord
In woods below

Master of the oaken throne
I honor thee
Guardian hawking warlord

Master of oaken throne
Master of oaken throne
Master of oaken throne
Master of oaken throne
(In woods below)