Come forth demonized
Under the banner of
Blashyrkh we ride
In the battlesky
We lie estranged
Kings of the ravenrealm
We trample bejeweled
Thrones of the earth
In an age underdreamed of
Viewing myriad battles
Yet our eyes sparkling
Strident with strength
To trample bejeweled
Thrones of the earth
In an age underdreamed of
The ones to sit upon
The elder thrones
With shadowed faces
For the coming centuries

Riding towards the masterfields
A ride from the north
To the north
By our sacred raven
We are one
In the deadwhite moonlight
far above we reign mercilessly
Kings of the ravenrealm
Stronger than ice
Stronger than stone
A horde of heathenhearts to come

Battle... Battles in the north

Those who adhere to principle
Above battlelust
Sing your songs with dying breath
For the kings of the ravenrealm

For the kings of the ravenrealm
Battle... Battles in the north

Endless tall mountainsides
Gates to open wide
Land of dragonbirths
Sorrow always rains

On a frosty path to sorrow
Guarded by unearthly beasts
Darkening memories
Claim that winter never dies

With bad moons enshrined
In the heart
Northern darkness walks
With me hand in hand

Endless tall mountainsides
Gates to open wide
Land of dragonbirths
Sorrow always rains
What waits me there
Behind the permafrost
Views that eye can never bear
At the stormy gates of mist
I'm still standing...

In storm I ride
Toward the shadowruins
Infernally vasts
Take my sight
Then color my vision
From an endless dripping sky
Paint the visage
Centuries old
Of those
That rode by my side
The houvering steel desecrators

Nearer have I never been
To this that I always searched
The crystal cleared opening
In wich I shall be gone

From an endless dripping sky
Cryptic visages centuries old
Of those that rode by my side

In storm I stand upon ruions
Infernally vasts take my sight again
The light is dim before me
For the vision was frost

Chiming bells of immortality
Sings through the halls of eternity...

Moonrise fields of sorrow
Our mighty fathers fell
Mountains watches memories
From a darkshining past

Layed in frost
Below a bleak sun
Under icicled paths
Mighty were the
Fathers of norsemen
And in us they shall return

Shine for me
Fields of sorrow
Shine for me dread moon
And make me
Neverending snowfall

Moonrise fields of sorrow [repeat]

Layed in frost
Below a bleak sun
Under icicled paths
Mighty were the
Fathers of norsemen
And in us they shall return

Eyeless in eternal time
For I have worm the moonshine
Burning away daylight glimmer
With my nocturnal senses
Winds have come for me
Descending now
Thowards the frostmoon eclipse

A spectral spiritkingdom rise
In stormscreens
Covered by eyes
Night emits its shadow
There is no difference
Between the ravens
They have come for me
They will come to me
To the cursed realm
Of the winterdemons

Lavender eyes had only known
The underdark
From crypts of stone they rise
Beyond the blinding glare
Eyeless in eternal time
For I have worn moonshine
Burning away daylight glimmer
With my nocturnal senses
Winds have come for me
Winds will come for me
Descending now towards
The frostmoon eclipse

Out from the chambers
And horizons will open for me
The face of the earth
Will be to know black silence
For I saw them march for the lights...

In circles concentric
Against the earth
I enthrone my spiritworlds
Obviously of frost shall be
Blizzard beasts
Encompassing me
To vipe the faces
Of the earth
In memorial to the ones
With pride
And glance of day
Will never shine
For the realms are mine

Master of nebulah frost
Await the solar fall
Creations of ice
Shall behold
Wings majestic funereal
Guide through spectral lands
None shall pass me there

Hidden within churning chasms
Of an elder age
Come the mighy sons of dawn
Shadows of aurora
A time for pure holocaust
To rise
Decades a thousand fold
In circles concentric against
Against the earth
I enthrone my spiritworlds
Obviously of frost shall be
Blizzard beasts
Encompassing me
To vipe the faces
Of the earth
In memorial to the ones
With pride
Glance of day shall
Never shine
These realms are mine
Stillbreathing waters
Made birth to the beasts
From the throne of the north
Throned by blackstorms

Frostbitten I became
Forthwith to see
Crystalized dimensions
To where the unfaithful fly
You might say
I'm demonized
but yet not the only one
You must come to me
There are nocturnal paths
To follow

Painted faces
From earlier centuries
Wander by desecrating winds
Binded shadows
Cast out from daylight
And from the beaten lands

Frostbitten I became
Forthwith to see
Crystalized dimensions
To where the unfaithful fly
You might say
I'm demonized
but yet not the only one
You must come to me
There are
Nocturnal path to follow

Enjoying the circle of eminent silence
Amidst the glacial abyss
Join my yearning emptiness
And the knowing
Of being beneath
Grim and frostbitten kingdoms

Standing by ringwalls of stone
Deepest dungeons
Passing irongates
Nor the golden sendt dreams
Under towers that
Once stormed in sight
That never storm

Hill.. the elder ravens
Above borgs layed in fog
Forget not
The blasphemic nordic deeps

Shadows... steal our souls
Into what we once were
I'm feeling
That well be taken there

Closed in time for those
Who shall not pass our gates

In time when
Dragons sprang out from the earth
I was at one with a blackening moonlit
And from a borg to the open sky
I saw an raven circle

Born out of thorns to the surface world
With mezmerising strenght
To fly among the blackest rain
And soar into the deepest gorge

For this I would battle kingly palaces
For they learn to be false
And outshine all that I once knew

Circle above the open sky
To fly among the blackest rain
Know in the underdark
To soar into the deepest gorge

In time when
Dragons sprang out from the earth
I was at one with a blackening moonlit
From a borg to the open sky
I saw an raven circle

Circling above in time before time

Far above the ravengate
The spreaded wings of blashyrkh waits
Above the roaring depths
Sits the oath of frost
On the elder raventhrone

Older mountains sleeping in my sight
By chilling woods I stand
A grimly sound of naked winds
Is all that shall ever be heard from here

Cometh the rightful kings of highest halls
Cry of tavens lurk the realm
Eternally through the noctambulant grimness

...Demons stride at the gates of blashyrkh...
...Blashyrkh... Mighty ravendark...