Land Of The Autumn Winds Lyrics - Catamenia

Hear the whisper of north land 

frozen, soulless spirit sleeps 

heathen people in the winter 

prays mark of gathering. 

Autumn winds be gone 

will-o-the wisp, blaze of the night. 

Mystic land of the autumn winds 

shall meet the fate 

rivers no longer revive and the trees die away.