Lyrics: Nilsson
A chilling wind grasp my soul as I walk through the twilight gates
Choirs of grief are heard from the spirits of the ancient breed
Now I know what lies beyond, now I know my fate
To dwell in the fathomless depths of eternity
Into the cold voids of eternity
Landscapes clad in the frozen veils of dusk
Spiritual forests and naked fields - they greet me infernally
And so I saw demonic forces rising from the chasms below
Once dreaming but now awake, as they storm out through the gates
Bewitched by their splendour I soared with the foul
Carried by their demon wings
Darkness embraces me, with stygian supremacy