Like a howl from the outlands
Cries of ravening steel
Mountains rise from the black soil
Sons of northern darkness they bleed
We take that path that leads through the woods
Over to lands bleak and cold
I light the way with fire and steel
Ships burn and show us the way

But under this black sun, nothing shall grow
Held in these winds nothing can grow

But in the new lands, we are shunned by the gods
And in the new lands, prophesized to die young
Sorrow and bitterness, claim not your soul
For a shadow's behind us!

Ride out the skies!

Northern Darkness rise!

But under this black sun, nothing shall grow
Held in these winds nothing can grow

Our tale is the same one, old as is time
Sung by our fathers, in the old sacred rhyme
We carry on, through the blistering cold
Grim is our darkness, as such, it is told!
As such it is sung, as such it is woven
In dreams of ancient days long gone
Now arise the tyrants, on shining armor, on horses
To lead the march

Step across the precipice into another realm
Feel the maddening despair claw onto thy self
Is there anything that you would like to say?
Before they take your life away from this place

This is my time
To end it all
To rise again
In another world
A moonless night
Cold like grief
A song to the
Sorrow

I can feel the clawing in my heart

Feel the cold rush to your soul
See darkness embrace you as its own
It takes but one simple step
To separate yourself from the rest

Was there no god?
Was there no kingdom?
Was there no peace?
Was there no song?

Enthroned
Bereft
Forgotten
Sorrow
Enthroned
Bereft
Forgotten
Enthroned
Bereft
Forgotten
A Song to the Sorrow

Into the abyss of mourning
I look to the shadow's side
Search for the mystical answer
In the ancient scrolls torn by time
Where the eye cannot see
I must open my mind
To the forbidden regions
I ride into the night

And as the shadow gate, it opens
My passionate secret is laid bare
A pendant of fire cold as ice
In my heart void of light
Take me to the night!

But to thyself, you cannot lie
A light still burns within my breast
Can we challenge all that we know?
Can you walk with shadows in tow?

The time of peace was over
The age of war was near
You try to fight your desires
But to ourselves, we cannot lie

We could be the chosen few
To spread our wings and toast to darkness
And with our word, and with our spell
Blot out the sun

If northern darkness ruled the sky

But in my grave
It's so cold
And dark

So cold!

Underneath a pale cold moon, she awaits the arrival...
...of the one who is born from sin, with which to have her way

To drink from the soul of a wicked man that's near to death
Caress the skin so pale and fading away

Evil one
I call thy name
I lean in for the kill
Suck the soul
From his husk
On this night
Blood was spilled

I feel the rush in my veins
A diabolical realization
I feel his eyes
Crushing over me
Are you pleased, oh lord?

Now the time has come to leave
Fly out over the blackened sea
No sail, no wind we need
We ride to the hill of sorcery

By death
A wicked meeting
By blood
Be bound
By death
a wicked meeting
In shadows
We arise

The night is darker than you think on the other side
Where evil never dies
The wind is colder than you think on the other side
Where the light it goes to die

To drink from the soul of a wicked man that's near to death
Caress the skin so pale and fading away

We weep the moonless night

Var blåser vinden?
Vart tog den vägen?
Bort ifrån hemmet
Ut i världen

Högt upp på beget
Där blåser vinden
För alla dom
Som ska dö

Var blåser vinden?
Vart tog den vägen?
Bort ifrån hemmet
Ut i världen

Can you feel the wicked wind?
Mountains they rise
Can you feel the wicked wind?
Blowing inside
Lost in caverns gone with time
Hidden from eyes
From the tower hear a cry
A soul reaps in the night

Conjuring the winds that blow!

Var blåser vinden?
Vart tog den vägen?
Bort ifrån hemmet
Ut i världen

Hear the cry of the wind!

I stare into the abyss where the road ordained will lead
I fall into her arms but can't accept the hopeless truth
For as the moment is come I am weak, and not strong like it was foretold
Lawless and cold, it washes over me

In the unknown, the winds grow silent
Yet rage a stormy howl
And in this chaos so quiet
I don the shadowed cowl

And in the highest room of my tower
There is lit a black light
A darkness that burns forever
Natassja awakes tonight

In her majesty
Forever
Natassja, mother to the child
That lives in me and with darkness is entwined

In her Majesty
Forever
Natassja, mother to the child
That lives in me and with darkness is entwined
And with one touch, bewitched
And with one spell, doomed from the first
Natassja, will you be my bride?
To walk with me through darkness and time

Vart du än vandrar
Vad du än söker
Upp över bergen
Ned på fälten
Ut över havet
Långt upp på fjället
Du föddes fri
Och mitt land är fritt

Många spår har han vandrat i
Många snår har han krupit i
Men vandraren vet att vägen är lång
Och livets stig måste ha sin gång

Vart du än vandrar
Vad du än söker
Upp över bergen
Ned på fälten
Ut över havet
Långt upp på fjället
Du föddes fri
Och mitt land är fritt

Vandraren går!

Sagan borde ha sagt vart han försvann
Sången borde ha sagt vad var hans namn
Men minnet bleknar sen bort, bort i en tid
När det stora mörkret har tagit vid

Vart du än vandrar
Vad du än söker
Upp över bergen
Ned på fälten
Ut över havet
Långt upp på fjället
Du föddes fri
Och mitt land är fritt

Dawn the everlasting night
Over a kingdom so cold
Let the gates ring shut
Let the breath of the people hold

The dead soldiers that rattle their graves
Rise up from catacombs
A new season approaches
Let the old kings wither and die

Thine kingdom is dead
Thine shadow enthroned
Legions are black
Frost and chaos rule the night

Stand before the keep, look upon the battlements
Lines of spears, protector of the gates
Sound now the horn, prepare for the charge
Cometh the new king! Cometh the new reign!

Blood of my enemies
Blood upon the gates
Storm the walls
Take back the realm

Thine winter realm, no more
Thine winter realm, forever
Thine winter realm, let die
Thine winter realm, reborn