Spirits of snow haunt this air Dreams of a hanged man on the oak And Ravens speak their curses in ancient tongues: Come, the Murderer, Dreadful Ygg Where the o...

Grim woods of extinct northern lands Where only spirits walk upon the overgrown paths Towards the sunsets over ancient labyrinths of stone And pagan monoliths a...

Once of Northern blood Death and tragedy Everything in you Ghosts and mystery Under the grey banners of skies Where falcons sing their pride What haunts your i...