The Northern Saga

Here's the old saga, told from father to son
Kept in his region, for generations to come
Tt happens every eleven years, so my old man told me
A supernatural struggle, between heaven above and hell below

Opening the gates to hell
What comes through, no one could tell

Light is a sign that the gates are opening
It reflects in the sky from the abyss, the Northern light

Light rays didn't shine on him
He lived in solitude for all those years
A small chance with these refugees
Kept under his roof and guardianship
He has blown his cover

Told the old saga, about an undefinable demon
Fire is replenished, so his guests can go dreaming
Leave this day behind yourselves, falling asleep near the fire
The supernatural struggle is raging outside, they are not awoken

The gates are open, to hell
What is here, no one could tell

Light is a sign that the gates are opening
It reflects in the sky from the abyss, it is here, the Northern light

Light rays didn't shine on him
He lived in solitude for all those years
A small chance with these refugees
Kept under his roof and guardianship
He has blown his cover

The fire is decreasing
To gather wood, he defies the storm outside
Sense this aurora, felt it once before
Turns around and sees his nemesis

Sees his nemesis
The Northern Saga

Light rays didn't shine on him
He lived in solitude for all those years
A small chance with these refugees
Kept under his roof and guardianship
Light rays are shining on him
He lived in solitude for all those years
A small chance with these refugees
Kept under his roof and guardianship
He had blown his cover

It is coming, it is coming, it is coming for his life