Rock and stone built up ny home
Moor and wood grow on my hood
I am tundra in wolfish shields
Me the tundra the stanny fields
Their dark and eery nights
Me the tundra the sailor of sights

Rock and stone built up my home
Moor and wood grow on my hood
A change once brought an end
For me to be a mankinds friend
My path begins and left them blind
My path now hides
And bewilder their mind.

Rock and stone built up my name
Moor and wood grow on my hood
And many swampy meadows
And cold hard winds and stones
Tortures their thin tender bones

Me the tundra me, i ant blasphemy
I am misahthrophy,
...me the tundra...
The mighty cannibal hordes...