Frozenwoods - Under Vault of the Ancient Trees

Keep wisdom and sorrow
In depths of the eternal snow,
Silent ancient guardians
Before undeterminable times.
Streetching out a hands in distant heaven
And caught wind howl,
They wait the icelight of failing stars,
Which shine and arise.

And under thick snowfall,
With protection of stars and sunlight,
For the space of millenniums,
By short days and polar nights.
Guardians keep,
Keepers waiting,
Return of the past greatness...
Over forest's heart,
Of cold lands of dark,
Guardians vend their faces...

And I see in every tracery of branchwood,
Under vaults of the ancient trees...