I. Lindø Westergaard
I. is 19 years old.
She is the Cello player of Deatharmonic.
I. is also known as "Herfjötur".
I. is located in Berlin at Shroomy Sun.
I. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to talk to media in order to get ahead professionally.
Winterland in the Night
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Dominant Instruments
Lead Vocals
Bass Guitar
Drums
Synthesizer Keyboard
Cello
Special Lyrics
Snow falls deep on frozen ground,
The longest night, no sun is found.
The fires burn, the mead flows free,
We hail the gods in victory!
Through frost and ice, we ride as one,
Beneath the stars, beneath no sun.
Our shields now rest, our swords hang low,
For in this night, the feasts shall flow.
The halls are warm, the torches bright,
We drink, we sing, we toast the fight.
For battles past and wars to come,
We honor kin, the fallen ones.
In winterland, in endless night!
The gods we hail, the flames burn bright!
We drink to life, we drink to war!
Through Yule’s dark veil, we stand once more!
The boar is carved, the horns are raised,
We honor gods, their names we praise!
To Odin’s might and Freyr’s own hand,
We offer blood upon the land.
A silent prayer, a warrior’s vow,
To fate unknown, to what is now.
May winter’s cold not steal our breath,
May battle’s call bring worthy death!
In winterland, in endless night!
The gods we hail, the flames burn bright!
We drink to life, we drink to war!
Through Yule’s dark veil, we stand once more!
The skalds now sing of times long past,
Of warriors fierce, of blades so fast.
Their names still live in frozen stone,
Their deeds remain, their might is known!
The night will fade, the dawn will rise,
The gods look down with watchful eyes.
But on this eve, beneath cold light,
We ruled the winterland in night!
Through ice and snow, our voices soar,
We stand as one forevermore.
For when the next great battle calls,
The gods will hear our war-born halls!
Record Releases
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