Now it's cold, my friend Here comes the winter Lies were told by man I try to forget Blood of those who fails In distant silent ages I just pray and pray, hear me calling Crom! Crom! crom! crom
Come to guide my hands To conquer distant reigns To write my history, under the sun And below the rain
Who command the battles in the north? Crom I know Who command the secrets of my sword? Crom I know
Blessed by the light of your evil eye Returnig to the crypt where the guardian lies God of the secret of steel
Winds will give me forge To break up fullmoon spells I can kill for you; die for you, to live in hell
Who command the battles in the north? Crom I know Who command the secrets of my sword? Crom I know
Blessed by the light of your evil eye Returnig to the crypt where the guardian lies God of the secret of steel
Blessed by the light of your evil majestic eye Returnig to the crypt where the guardian eternally lies
