Under a bloodred moon in the cold wastes of Thule

Where wintershadows lies untouched

Where I dwell at the mountains of madness

In these shadows of death I march

In the blue mist of evil



Through the dark Northern valleys

Where only winds of funeral breathes

Hovering through the whispering darkness

With frost in my eyes



Only seven winds are heard

Chaiming through the dark Northern valleys

Eternity I pass eternity I seeked

For the darkness my spirit

For satan my black soul



Under a bloodred moon in the cold wastes of another world

Where wintershadows lies untouched

Where I dwell at the mountains of madness

Entering with the cold winds of funeral dust