The Winter Solstice Is drawing near We call to Odin And cast the runes Prepare for battle Feasting on their fears No place at Valhall When they disappear
He descendes... Iron man of ancient legend Guided by the One-Eyed Man
In the glare of the midnight fires My hordes commence their attack In the land of our fallen fathers I split their skulls with my axe
Spilling blood in the cold Midvinter
Ice crystals red with blood Stain my boots as I walk among the dead
In the cold MidvinterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
