The land of the dead
 Lies beyond the fading sun
 A horizon cursed
 By the last sunbeams of daylight
 The human race walks in ignorance...
 Far away

 A greater end awaits as we pass the clearing
 And our journey has begun
 A choking mist over earth
 Colours the sky in death
 Damned we are before its end
 Beyond the kingdom of Scandinavium we are led

 In here the fallen kings of the north rest
 Great warlords as they ones were
 Still cold in their graves
 As their hatred grows

 A flame beyond the fields
 A leading star of our men
 The road is leading us to a forgotten past
 An aeon of bloodshed is yet to come

 In here the fallen kings of the north rest
 Great warlords as they once were
 Still cold in their graves
 As their hatred grows
 Soon they will claim it back, don't you think it's yours!

 Winters darkness and its sweeping veil is here
 Winters coldness guide our souls to vengeance
 Winters darkness and its sweeping veil is here
 Winters sadness and its creeping death is here