Buried beneath the mountains of frost Years of silent sorrow dream and dark My winterwings of evil sleeps in eternal nights In deaths cold crypts of snow The moon chimed my return With the blackstorms I came And not with the winds The Northern darkness marches through the coldest night I can't resist the taste of these winds And bath my eyes in its grace Frost and winter return to
Buried beneath the mountains of frost
Years of silent sorrow dream and dark
My winterwings of evil sleeps in eternal nights
In deaths cold crypts of snow
The moon chimed my return
With the blackstorms I came
And not with the winds
The Northern darkness marches through the coldest night
I can't resist the taste of these winds
And bath my eyes in its grace
Frost and winter return to