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  • 作曲 : Abbath, Demonaz
    In circles concentric
    Against the earth
    I enthrone my spiritworlds
    Obviously of frost shall be
    Blizzard beasts
    Encompassing me
    To vipe the faces
    Of the earth
    In memorial to the ones
    With pride
    And glance of day
    Will never shine
    For the realms are mine
    Master of nebulah frost
    Await the solar fall
    Creations of ice
    Shall behold
    Wings majestic funereal
    Guide through spectral lands
    None shall pass me there
    Hidden within churning chasms
    Of an elder age
    Come the mighy sons of dawn
    Shadows of aurora
    A time for pure holocaust
    To rise
    Decades a thousand fold
    In circles concentric against
    Against the earth
    I enthrone my spiritworlds
    Obviously of frost shall be
    Blizzard beasts
    Encompassing me
    To vipe the faces
    Of the earth
    In memorial to the ones
    With pride
    Glance of day shall
    Never shine
    These realms are mine
    Stillbreathing waters
    Made birth to the beasts
    From the throne of the north
    Throned by blackstorms
  • 作曲 : Abbath, Demonaz
    In circles concentric
    Against the earth
    I enthrone my spiritworlds
    Obviously of frost shall be
    Blizzard beasts
    Encompassing me
    To vipe the faces
    Of the earth
    In memorial to the ones
    With pride
    And glance of day
    Will never shine
    For the realms are mine
    Master of nebulah frost
    Await the solar fall
    Creations of ice
    Shall behold
    Wings majestic funereal
    Guide through spectral lands
    None shall pass me there
    Hidden within churning chasms
    Of an elder age
    Come the mighy sons of dawn
    Shadows of aurora
    A time for pure holocaust
    To rise
    Decades a thousand fold
    In circles concentric against
    Against the earth
    I enthrone my spiritworlds
    Obviously of frost shall be
    Blizzard beasts
    Encompassing me
    To vipe the faces
    Of the earth
    In memorial to the ones
    With pride
    Glance of day shall
    Never shine
    These realms are mine
    Stillbreathing waters
    Made birth to the beasts
    From the throne of the north
    Throned by blackstorms