Glistening nighttime dew And she is walking with me From the house of red I hear a child crying Foxes heading home Their prey hangs from their jaws And the forest knows But it won't share the secret When the king takes sides Leaving moral minds, soldiers take their share Nighthawk seems to sense that now is the time Deep inside them burns the raging fire of life He'll take back what he owns Death cannot take hold If I can keep momentum Fortresses of stone Turn into crystal tears Soothed by southern winds I've found my strength now And nobody knows And we must keep their secret When the king takes sides Leaving moral minds, soldiers take their share Nighthawk seems to sense that now is the time Deep inside them burns the raging fire of life He'll take back what he owns When the king takes sides Leaving moral minds, soldiers take their share Nighthawks seem to sense that now is the time Deep inside them burns the raging fire of life He'll take back what he owns

Come, take my hand. Let's undo the knots of the past. From the night where phantoms toss and turn, Go further, deeper as the day is closing. Soft and fragile. There is grace in the dead of silence. As we dream gentle hands are shaping, Further, higher as the new day enters. Watch the mind run far away, Way ahead of us And everything that will be and was Here and now. We opened the door. Found a way, we hadn't seen before. Found a reality that shields us and clothes us, Makes us hungry for things the day can offer. Watch the mind run far away, Way ahead of us And everything that will be and was Here and now. Watch the mind run far away, Way ahead of us And everything that will be and was Here and now.

Far up in the north, the nights can be so dark. Biting cold takes its toll on the body. Grýla casts her spell in the depths of the mind, Damaging happiness and the joy of life. Hope and faith, don't you fail me now. Hope and faith, come and warm my heart. Hope and faith, fill me up with strength. Hope and faith, shine down with bright light. Hope and faith, give me back my joy. Hope and faith, in the dark of night. People waste their time with triviality, Leaving what's important for someone else. My advice to you: hide your head in the snow. Try forgetting everything – the things you should know.

Liljublóm sem að leit sólu mót Á lífsins morgni var í burtu hrifið slitið óvænt upp af sinni rót Ekkert finnst þar síðan nema grjót Aftanstund og örlítill þeyr Í eyra mér er hvíslað dimmum rómi: Lætur eftir sig, það líf, sem deyr lítið skarð í hópinn, ekki meir. Hjálpar alltaf að Eiga í sínum hjartastað ljóselska minning ljúfa Sorgin er ein á yfirferð Ótti af henni mannfólkinu stendur hún er bæði Köld og viðsjárverð og velur ekki neina sáttagerð Liljublóm sem að leit sólu mót Á lífsins morgni var í burtu hrifið slitið óvænt upp af sinni rót Ekkert finnst þar síðan nema grjót Hjálpar alltaf að Eiga í sínum hjartastað ljóselska minning ljúfa