Winds from the North
In a cold winter night
My frozen soul awakes
From its icy prison
Hearing the call of the full moon
Nocturnal winds of death
Whisper into the darkness
Carrying black clouds and winter storms
Freezing every breath of life
Winds from the north
I hear your call
Winds from the north
Embrace me deep
The unholy smoke of the ice
That cursed the blackened skies
Performed by frozen winds
Coming far from the north
I'm in my ice graveyard
Surrounded by evil thoughts
That come into my mind
By the cold of the night
The frost performs its ministry
Teaching me ancient rimes
In my cold asylum
I wait till dawn awakes