Far above the ravengate The spread wings of Blashyrkh wait Into the realm beyond the sun Blackened mountains on my ride Cold is the realm, dark is the realm Grim is my call Nocturnal kingdom on the rise Blackest wraiths on they stride Lurk beneath the frosted sky In my eyes the whirling snow And the dead and frozen ground Unwhite, blackened earth Winterized, the Blashyrkh sons Phantom frosted, glowing ice Death beneath the burning light Mighty realm of wind and snow Where I reign the tyrants throne Snowy mountains hear my call In this realm I am the one Enemy of all, grim is my call Blackened demonic god In my eternal kingdom cold