hunger his howling is heard in the night among the mist and the moonlight the sound of the huge trembita is echoed away from the carpathians we announce the funerals
the blue mist of evil Through the dark Northern valleys Where only winds of funeral breathe Hovering through the whispering darkness With frost in my eyes Only seven winds
Cold winds bring me the memories Dark feelings arise in my wind I remember when I was watching In your mystic red eyes, master ! I remember when you gave
evil Through the dark Northern valleys Where only winds of funeral breathes Hovering through the whispering darkness With frost in my eyes Only seven winds
Oversættelse: Ceremonial Oath. The Funeral Winds.
Oversættelse: Evige Gray. The Funeral Winds.
Oversættelse: Immortal. Cold Winds Of Begravelse Frost.
Oversættelse: Immortal. Cold Winds Of Begravelse Dust.
Through the dark Northern valleys Where only winds of funeral breathes Hovering through the whispering darkness With frost in my eyes Only seven winds
Desecration of the temple of Jerusalem When our master moves in The image of the beast is placed Abomination of desolation... "And for the overspreading
Out of the shadow lands beyond this world, a mastery emerged with sin This is where a mighty legion ruled supreme under the wings of their lord The mastery
Of the shadow lord Came forth two mighty wings Fashioned like a bat's, Agitating them... A majestic wind Made its way out from him All froze before those winds
As I march towards the stars to meet the gods of creation Leaving the past behind As I march forward into time The light of the stars reflects my eyes
From times of ancient glory We summon the spirit of our ancestors Breed of the darkest kind Raised by the fury of the ancient ones From those ancient
Koude haat in onze aderen In onze ziel huist de ijzige blam der hel De naam van de vader, de zoon, de heilige geest Voor eeuwig verbannen uit onze lebens
On this night of utterdark Jehova's choirs raise their hands an sing for me They can't hurt me Nor my total dedication to the utterdark On this night
founded They came from the four directions... North, South, East, West... Only to raise the one true wind... It's the resurrection of the five winds"
Cold sharpened blade cuts my skin Pure blood flows under the full moon light My last sacrifice on earth... Carried by the winds of funeral The ravens
