Woorden:
Sentenced North From Here

forth for thou art needed Come... I was marked for thee It was written in the runes crowned in the sands of time It was whispered from behind the walls

Come to me - oh, mighty force of my own inner will... Raise the power of knowlegde and give me the spirit to... kill! Prepare my being to conquer what

the dawn... The golden moon was shining bright With the silvery eyes of death They had seen me salute the flames in the sky ...Northern lights... ...Northern

with a cold northern breeze Off with their heads! Off with their fuckin' heads!!! Oh, the time had come... To slaughter the hordes of cowardice And cleanse the North from

glacial tomb Far from the epoch of trend In the Aeon of Frost - In league with the North! On this trail I meet my ancestors On this trail I find their wisdom From

Frozen soil... A dim moonlight I've been... this glorious rid Raise the arms in victory I've seen... on this glorious night I've kept my eyes open wide

forth for thou art needed Come... I was marked for thee It was written in the runes crowned in the sands of time It was whispered from behind the walls