Woorden:
Immortal Diabolical Fullmoon Mysticism

Under a blood-red moon in the cold lakes of Thule Winter shadows lies untouched Where I dwell at the mountains of madness In these shadows of death I

blasting sky above and the fullmoon is on the rise My hair blows in the winds of reap Still I float with the cold diabolical massacre winds On the bestial

: [Music: Abbath - Lyrics: Demonaz] Winter of the ages so dark so cold that flames turn to the bluest frost Mountains of ice rises above a dead and

: [Music: Demonaz, Abbath - Lyrics: Demonaz] Buried beneath the mountains of frost Years of silent sorrow grim and dark My winterwings of evil sleep