Lyrics: Jordan Wayne Long
Music: Matt Glass
Freyr hides on his mountain in the woods where the wild things frighten
Rooks and ravens third eye blinding
Litt etter littThe clipped wing crow
Walls grow high and walls grow low
Down in the belly where the wild things grow all alone when the smoke does bellow
Litt etter litt they'll take your soul
take your soul~ take your soul~
On this mountain we see it all
Down dark does the lonely fall
The sun does rise once again
To burn that fog in the devil's den
On this mountain we see it all
Down dark does the lonely fall
The sun does rise once again
To burn that fog in the devil's den
Freyr knows more than he's telling
Rotted earth has a way of smelling
All around silent souls are yelling
Litt etter litt the night grows cold
Underneath is a swarm of ravens
Drive 'em back to their deep damp caverns
We will swarm murder of ravens
Litt etter litt they'll take your soul
On this mountain we see it all
Down dark does the lonely fall
The sun does rise once again
To burn that fog in the devil's den
On this mountain we see it all
Down dark does the lonely fall
The sun does rise once again
Blood will shed in the devil's den
And light will find you