[Cheyenne]

When Gods were fighting
Giants frozen your heart.

Your were born like a innocent
But you grew up like a warrior,
Feed by blood, only swords are close to you.
You don't understand
The paleness of my brows
Everytime you go in the battlefield.

One black night,
Without the holy glimmers of the stars,
You hear the Armony's voice:
Through the Lands of Midgard
Across the fire of Helka
You will find the Love.

Fighting against your darkest fears
Running into the shires
Until you discover my Home;
Geyser, steam, ash, magma,
Vulcanoes, lava, are my brothers;
Warm, you begin to feel inside.

Your icy heart melts
'Cause Passion I' am.