knows no fear They are the Sons of northern darkness Wisdom rideth with the ones that knows no fear As old as the northern wind blow Blow over grim moors
Sons of Northern darkness Under the throne of the moon United with forces of evil And infernal doom Lords of tragedies storms As the valley gates opens
plains the lost feast Whose shimmering teeth are marking the passing of time A cloud falls; a bird shivers and sings, its beak stained with night Pure gold: the dark is waiting, the darkness
ice-cold Northwind The Cold Northwind Loneliness at the hills of north While wind sweeps like God's wrath Will I pay my crimes by death? I have made so many sons
[lyrics by Dark(and Vassago) music by Dark and Vassago] In the shadow-side of life, in a dark and mystic midwinter-night a child was born in ice and
upon men of earth Of the rising of the elders Upon the throne of Marduk From the calm seas they surged forth To slay the iniquitous sons of Tiamat