Black fire burns the horizon   Ravens fly high in the sky   A breeze lifts the fog from the ice   The winter predicts our fall      The last tide of honor now rises   With greatness and frost in its eye   A pale sun gleams upon the masses   All mountains stand proud in its tall      The winds speed upon our twilight   Thunder snow falls from the sky   Snowstorm that blind upon my eyes   From the clouds of red they are thrown      A thousand miles winter surround us   The dark marches while the world falls   The storm of the millennium rises   In massive size I hear its call, call      Beast of prey from the north arise   A force of strength none can defy   Unleashed from the gates a giant storm   To an end it all shall come      Mighty deeps of north world call   The power is at hand   Apocalypse brought by a will   Scattered winds blow at you all      Bewinged by darkness from the cold   Come the order of chaos   Spread by winter, hate and storms   The final days descend the fall      The world ends just as it began   Cold winters claws grips at us all   All to be, not to be revealed   The prophecies' truth upon all      The curse is a force that we onward   Freezing and breathing at us   No far from the forest abounded   The ravens warn us and call, call      Norden on fire