Winter of the ages so dark so cold that flames turn to the bluest frost
 
 Mountains of ice rises above a dead and frozen ground
 
 The ravens returns to the hills
 
 And the Millenium black bells of eternal frost
 
 Chaim through the Northern lightning
 
  
  Upon the mountainside I stand
 
 The floods of black runs below
 
 Hair of a cold goatscalp I kiss
 
 Eyestaken mountains still breathes
 
 At one with the poisoned ground
  
 
 Midnight darksky open up
 
 A blast of red lightning rides the night
 
 With doom winds death angels fly
 
 Across a nearly closed skyline
 
 And the sun freezes at one with the infernal holocaust frozen clouds
  
 
 Centuries of doom reigned by the Goatthrone of desire
 
 Raised by sorcery to the Holocaust sky
  
 
 North black hordes storms
 
 Through invincible cyclones of frostwinds
 
 I lift my hands
 
 And join the ceremonial circle of one wind
 
 Eyes of stone now sleeps into eternal night
 
 This winter is forever
 
 A wind of red I rode
 
 A wind of evil cold
  
 
 For the years that have passed in the North
 
 Brought me visions of the Goatthrone of desire
  
 
 On the hillside where I stood left for another world
 
 Tragedies blows at horizon
 
 The sun freezes to dust
  
 
 A perfect vision of the rising Northland