作词 : NAEVDAL, HARALD / HORGHAGEN, REIDAR / EIKEMO, OLVE 作曲 : NAEVDAL, HARALD / HORGHAGEN, REIDAR / EIKEMO, OLVE Black fire burns the horizon Ravens fly high in the sky A breeze lifts the fog from the ice The winter predicts our fall The last tide of honor now rises With greatness and frost in its eye A pale sun gleams upon the masses All mountains stand proud in its tall The winds speed upon our twilight Thunder snow falls from the sky Snowstorm that blind upon my eyes From the clouds of red they are thrown A thousand miles winter surround us The dark marches while the world falls The storm of the millennium rises In massive size I hear its call, call Beast of prey from the north arise A force of strength none can defy Unleashed from the gates a giant storm To an end it all shall come Mighty deeps of north world call The power is at hand Apocalypse brought by a will Scattered winds blow at you all Bewinged by darkness from the cold Come the order of chaos Spread by winter, hate and storms The final days descend the fall The world ends just as it began Cold winters claws grips at us all All to be, not to be revealed The prophecies' truth upon all The curse is a force that we onward Freezing and breathing at us No far from the forest abounded The ravens warn us and call, call Norden on fire
作词 : NAEVDAL, HARALD / HORGHAGEN, REIDAR / EIKEMO, OLVE 作曲 : NAEVDAL, HARALD / HORGHAGEN, REIDAR / EIKEMO, OLVE Black fire burns the horizon Ravens fly high in the sky A breeze lifts the fog from the ice The winter predicts our fall The last tide of honor now rises With greatness and frost in its eye A pale sun gleams upon the masses All mountains stand proud in its tall The winds speed upon our twilight Thunder snow falls from the sky Snowstorm that blind upon my eyes From the clouds of red they are thrown A thousand miles winter surround us The dark marches while the world falls The storm of the millennium rises In massive size I hear its call, call Beast of prey from the north arise A force of strength none can defy Unleashed from the gates a giant storm To an end it all shall come Mighty deeps of north world call The power is at hand Apocalypse brought by a will Scattered winds blow at you all Bewinged by darkness from the cold Come the order of chaos Spread by winter, hate and storms The final days descend the fall The world ends just as it began Cold winters claws grips at us all All to be, not to be revealed The prophecies' truth upon all The curse is a force that we onward Freezing and breathing at us No far from the forest abounded The ravens warn us and call, call Norden on fire
