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OLIVIA ASSERSON - BOUND IN ICE (Official Audio)
The north is calling. đī¸đĨ
"BOUND IN ICE" by Olivia Asserson is out now on all streaming platforms. Turn it up and let the old ground ring.
Thanks you for your comments. Enjoy listening!
Lyrics :
Cold stone under bare feet, shadows stretch long on the ridge
No warmth in the winter breath, no light in the frozen skies
Not a word that is spoken twice, carved into ancient slate
Weigh the stone, pay the price, standing before the gate
Hear the stone remember
Hear the frost ignite
Nothing left to surrender
When we walk into the white
Hear the north wind howl, hear the iron ring
Through the dark and the bitter cold, let the shadows sing
From the root to the blackened pine, we are bound in ice
No surrender to winter's night, no retreat, no price
Swift words on a razor blade, cutting the mountain fog
Shadows born where the giants laid, deep in the frozen bog
No slack in the steady pace, no fear in the frozen stare
Breath fogging the open space, pulling the tension there
Taiko drops like a falling stone, thunder shakes the floor
Standing here in the dark alone, guarding the iron door
Cold blood moving like a freezing stream, cutting with silent force
Breaking through the granite seam, holding the ancient course
Hear the stone remember
Hear the frost ignite
Nothing left to surrender
When we walk into the white
Hear the north wind howl, hear the iron ring
Through the dark and the bitter cold, let the shadows sing
From the root to the blackened pine, we are bound in ice
No surrender to winter's night, no retreat, no price
Only the drum in the hollow deep
Only the silence where spirits sleep
The ice cracks open beneath our feet
The circle closes, the drum complete
Hear the north wind howl, hear the iron ring
Through the dark and the bitter cold, let the shadows sing
The circle is closed, the old drum is still
We are bound in ice, unbroken by the chill
No surrender to winter's night, no retreat, no price
Deep stone.
Dark winter.
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