Music: Wiklund Lyrics: Schulman
A misty ground
Seals my soul of pagan fire
Ripped apart
Dark emotions and inner thoughts
We will all
Take part in the endless journey
As we weep
To the hymns of an arctic star
My demon within
conquer my mind
Echoes of frost
(in a damnated soul)
Damnation reigns
A sorcery of fear and sorrow
Eternal thorns
Flew high like glory shadows
In the past
A silent age of divine destruction
Led me through
To a world
of subconscious demons
Illusions fall
In the halls of slumber centuries
Passed away
In temples of obscurity
Infinity
I watch the land of mortality
Eternally
Dwell among the seven prophecies
Beholding the winds
of crimson calls
Wastelands,
the grounds of vengeance