Winds from the North

In a cold winter night

My frozen soul awakes

From its icy prison

Hearing the call of the full moon

Nocturnal winds of death

Whisper into the darkness

Carrying black clouds and winter storms

Freezing every breath of life

Winds from the north

I hear your call

Winds from the north

Embrace me deep

The unholy smoke of the ice

That cursed the blackened skies

Performed by frozen winds

Coming far from the north

I'm in my ice graveyard

Surrounded by evil thoughts

That come into my mind

By the cold of the night

The frost performs its ministry

Teaching me ancient rimes

In my cold asylum

I wait till dawn awakes