In circles concentric against the earth
I enthrone my spiritworlds
Obviously of frost shall be
Blizzard beasts encompassing me
To vipe the faces of the earth
In memorial to the ones with pride
And glance of day will never shine
For the realms are mine
Master of nebulah frost
Await the solar fall
Creations of ice shall behold
Wings majestic funereal
Guide through spectral lands
None shall pass me there
Hidden within churning chasms of an elder age
Come the mighty sons of dawn
Shadows of aurora
A time for pure holocaust to rise
Decades a thousand fold
In circles concentric against the earth
I enthrone my spiritworlds
Obviously of frost shall be
Blizzard beasts encompassing me
To vipe the faces of the earth
In memorial to the ones with pride
Glance of day shall never shine
These realms are mine
Stillbreathing waters
Made birth to the beasts
From the throne of the north
Throned by blackstorms
Creations of ice shall behold
Wings majestic funereal
Guide through spectral lands
None shall pass me there
Throned by blackstorms
Writer(s): Olve Eikemo, Harald Naevdal
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