Runic blade of crystal skies

Arise the winter of blackest frost

Through the northwinds mournful chant

In frozen mists and dying light



Abyssic darkness descends on funeral wings....



Ancient towers rise before me

Like blades in the midwinter's sky

I kneel before the gates of black

In the etherial fire of dying sunsets



Within the blackest valleys

In Etah's silent grace

frozen moon , cursed lands

Visions of eternal winter



A vision of dark ages yet to come..... 



Diabolical winterwinds

A spectral dance of beauty and frost

My journey to the Northlands

A return to evil ways