Old Norwegian Soul

Up and down that winding road
A downtrodden lonely path
Seasons shifting
Again and again
Old norwegian soul
Rooted in the woods
Growing cold
Like forlorn days untold
Desolate mountain madness
Rugged majesty, shrouded in mist
Shattering, wretched winds
Reflecting what no longer exists
From far away
A deathblow resonates in the sky
Blood seeps into the soil
As a final goodbye
Bury my heart
Spread my ashes
Take me home
Old norwegian soul
«There's a feeling I get
When I look to the north»