eternity Season of the damned [dead] Rivers of fear run cold Ice castle formation Frozen tears escape eternal frost Forbidden land of sorrow At last the winter
Превод: Зима. Вечни мраз.
for eternity Season of the damned [dead] Rivers of fear run cold Ice castle formation Frozen tears escape eternal frost Forbidden land of sorrow At last the winter
As you stumble into the future Remorselessly moving out of the past And you separate the reflex moments of living You drag down the morning into your
Death Is The Queen Of These Dominions... The Wind Is The King Singing Wintry Songs... The Cold And The Winter Are Eternal Here... Here's No Warmth -
Buried beneath the mountains of frost Years of silent sorrow grim and dark My winterwings of evil sleep in eternal nights In deaths cold crypts of snow
into the bluest frost Mountains of ice rises above a dead and a frozen ground The ravens return to the hills And the Millennium black bells of eternal frost
I walk Where I come I believe in tragedies I believe in desecration To the North And into eternal winters To the north In the grip of eternal frost
prophecies of winter there shall come great winter and it will last three times more it is called the fimbulvetr spreading frost and coldness i rule the frost
and Cold A Landscape in Ancient Sleep of Deathlike Silence Yet Breathing in the Growing Wastelands of Frost [Voice:] "...At the End of this Bitter Winter Eternity
sad I watch the mountains where the frost began The northern storm is guiding me To the forest Silently the night birds fly Their last scream, my eternal
grace of your veil Come winter, pure and shining I plead thee for eternal existence You have the might to preserve Life in its slumber Come winter,
My tears no longer turned to frost My eyes they gleam no more Triumphant pride forever lost King Winter...where is thy cold? Many a winters night I have
grave Immortal ones await, the winter from the north As silence reaps the shadows of frost, a path stands clear to me Leading me - into eternal winters
Distorted Ripping, bastard Filthy black shit The rise of the end My heart is a filthy black turd Winter, torment, necro, tomb Coild, sodomy, eternal
that makes us blind with all its might I can feel the pain Listening to the mourning of the lost Confronting emotions cold as winter frost When
Black stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon... Fen-witch revel in ancient spellcraft, Beneath a horned and waning moon Enchantress, heather
