Triumph Of Winter - Nomans Land

The raven spreads it's runic wings

Against the autumnal moon autumnal moon

The cowering pack awaits the triumph

Of winter transfixed by awe

The hammer of cold has smashed into pieces

The hordes of the living Loki

The flames are amuck the body is empty

The grip of berserk is firm

The raven spreads it's runic wings

Against the autumnal moon autumnal moon

The cowering pack awaits the triumph

Of winter transfixed by awe

Your scream freezes on your lips

Your blood is crunchy on your teeth

Dragon of war spits death

Viking beholds

The battle of the Gods and lifts his sword

Your scream freezes on your lips

Your blood is crunchy on your teeth

Dragon of war spits death

Viking beholds

The battle of the Gods and lifts his sword

Your scream freezes on your lips

Your blood is crunchy on your teeth

The dragon of war spits death

Viking beholds

The battle of the Gods and lifts his sword