The land of the dead Lies beyond the fading sun A horizon cursed By the last sunbeams of daylight The human race walks in ignorance... Far away
A greater end awaits as we pass the clearing And our journey has begun A choking mist over earth Colours the sky in death Damned we are before its end Beyond the kingdom of Scandinavium we are led
In here the fallen kings of the north rest Great warlords as they ones were Still cold in their graves As their hatred grows Soon they will take it back, what they've lost
A flame beyond the fields A leading star of our men The road is leading us to a forgotten past An aeon of bloodshed is yet to come
In here the fallen kings of the north rest Great warlords as they once were Still cold in their graves As their hatred grows Soon they will claim it back, don't you think it's yours!
Winters darkness and its sweeping veil is here Winters coldness guide our souls to vengeance Winters darkness and its sweeping veil is here Winters sadness and its creeping death is here