, gather the unholy hate Winter is at hand, frozen my tears will be Created by blasphemy The edge of my sword, the powers of my mind Winter is at hand
this was my ground, but those who turned their backs Against my throne, only got my sword in their back! I rose from my throne and walked away with
this was my ground, but those who turned their backs Against my throne, only got my sword on their back! I rose from my throne, and walked away with
Vertaling: Satyricon. Het bos is Mijn Troon.