Vinterblod

“Winter’s Final Breath” (Mar. 2007) As winter recedes And the ice begins to thaw Nothing remains But the pain frozen beneath Memories of grief Never to fade away In ruin and despair Suffering in obscurity Through the gates of Satan's realm Weakening with each step Crushed to the frigid earth By the weight of anguish Blood soaks into the soil Breath soon to cease Like the frigid winds To die here in peace… “Frozen Ritual” (June 2006) The bell tolls once more Another soul has died Across the dreary sea Where winter reigns eternal Yet here I remain Awaiting my time to come The air is too thick to breathe And heartbeats fail Written among the stars A fate of bleak misery To dwell in lands of grief Beneath the cold blue light Ich bin nicht tot ist Ich habe nie gelebt The funeral torches burn bright Through the unholy night Illuminating the end This final sacrifice The dead moon rises Bleeding pale light over the sea An eerie glow in the night sky As cold steel claims my life… “Under the Cold Moon” (Feb. 2007) Howling at the night sky Wolves move over cold graves Falling to my last death This funeral long awaited Black magic, I must die On winds of death take me Through the dark forests Under the cold moon The curse of life is ending The old cemetery takes hold Torture of a cold soul Satan I have returned “Beyond the Withering Light” (November 2006) In this land of desolation Nothing brings relief In hatred and depression Blood stains the fallen snow Seeking the cold gravelands In the darkness of the mountains The fires of nature burn Before settling into Winter’s sleep Hatred (for them) has grown Misanthropy (has) led me here Following (the) voices from the past Beyond the withering light For too long I have wandered from my crypt And dust covers the coffin lid Returning to the haunted woods This place (is) filled with sorrow Embraced by cold light Even the full moon has ceased to comfort Bitter winds howl as blood escapes my flesh Soon lifeless and frozen Seeking not but utter solitude Where even the worms have died Far from the warmth of humanity In eternal silence and darkest night “In the Eye of Solitude” (May 2006) Grant me the gift of death Loathing for all existence The shadows whisper Of times long forgotten My mountain has crumbled to dust Even the woodlands have died The river has run dry And the paths are overgrown The runes have have lost all meaning My blood has failed me The steel has turned to rust Alone on this battlefield Blinded and burned by the light Darkness leaves this world The ancient magic is gone The black spell has lost its power… “The Dark Awakening” (Mar. 2007) Buried deep in unmarked grave The cold body is damned Victim of ancient treachery Woven by the black arts Spectres move through the shadows Wolves howl through the night The ancient spell did fade at once The fallen one has awakened In the depths of Transilvania He claws through the dirt From the stinking earth below The emperor has arisen His breath was visible In the freezing night Fog obscured his path His haunting wails traveled far Tormented beyond the gates He had come back in darkness The moon did cease to glow The nightmare had begun… “Vinterblod” (March 2007) Vandring i det kalla Resa genom kyrkogården Svart häst väntar när vi går in i de dödas skog I djupet vi reste långt Alvernas stad var inte att finna Uppför branta backar och förrädiska vägar täckta med höstlöv Så många träd vissnande och döda sådan frid här Ingenting rörde sig Även vattnet, fruset och stilla Dödliga vindar blåser kylan Snön faller nu minnen Snart vila över gravlunden For genom våra vener kallt vinterblod Vårt rike för alla tider Vinterblod För all tid