Wendigo Winter

[Intro: Chant] Drums in the dark where the black pines lean

Moon like a shield over cold creek green

Ravens ride high where the ridge winds moan

Old gods wake in the mountain stone

[Verse 1] Winter came hungry through the laurel and pine

With frost in its breath and death in its spine

No deer in the thicket, no birds in the sky

Just wendigo screams where the creek beds lie

Mama lit candles by the window frame

Granddad whispered an ancient name

Said, “When the woods go hollow and thin

The cold ones walk where the warmth has been.”

[Pre-Chorus] Odin, give us raven sight

Thor, bring thunder to the night

Freyja, hold the fallen tight

Tyr, keep honor in the fight

[Chorus] Raise the axe, raise the flame

Call the gods by their ancient name

Through the mud, through the snow

Down where the black creek waters flow

If the night wants blood and bone

It must face our hearts of stone

Back to the ridge, backs to the wall

We stand together, or we fall

[Verse 2] Boots hit mud like a funeral drum

Every heartbeat growled, “Let them come.”

We saw pale shadows on the frostbit trail

Tall as the pines with a hunger pale

My brother carved thunder in the clay

And tied his fear to the break of day

I raised my grief like a battle cry

For every warm light under that sky

[Bridge: Chant] Stomp, stomp, thunder in the clay

Rune-marked hearts don’t break or sway

Ravens circle, cold winds moan

Old gods speak through mountain stone

[Final Chorus] Raise the axe, raise the flame

Call the gods by their ancient name

Through the mud, through the snow

Down where the black creek waters flow

Wendigo winter, hollow and cold

Face the mountain, fierce and old

From Appalachia’s shadowed throne

We send the cold ones back alone

[Outro-repeats, fades out] Wendigo winter, hollow and cold

Face the mountain, fierce and old

From Appalachia’s shadowed throne

We send the cold ones back alone

Wendigo winter, hollow and cold

Face the mountain, fierce and old

From Appalachia’s shadowed throne

We send the cold ones back alone

Wendigo winter, hollow and cold

Face the mountain, fierce and old

From Appalachia’s shadowed throne

We send the cold ones back alone