Come and hear the wind it gathers chilling Our beliefs -to be tamed and smothered one by one, conversion While we sing Burning down our gods and being Pagan deaths -all around we’re forced to follow anew; pressured into What you bring
A prophecy speaks of changing We’ll drown by the hands of the traitor transcend Our life as we live and know now The Seer has seen him and claimed what will be our own end
Farewell so long my friends Hear our last song—an end Fade all to grey before We leave these northern shores
Though you refuse to see that it’s here Deep beneath inside of you Shifting across the line you’ll return Blood will never be out of sight A new purpose after a save Seven days of passing through Risen reborn only now to be Death awakened deathly abuse
Farewell so long my friends Hear our last song—an end Fade all to grey before We leave these northern shores
It won’t be long; amend — before we’re at the end But on this final day Heathens we proudly stay