[Lead: Thomas]
Endless and dark, cold winds of death
Misty shadows lurk
Destruction of the light
Manic depression gather
[Lead: Thomas]
Surroundings c
I've travelled far and long
My power is weak from the
Infernal, eternal
Belial- Lord of the North
Hear my call for utter
I believe in destruction of mankind
I rule the shadowside of
Wandering through the cold mist as night falls
Stalking the pale
Deep down within, obscurity spreads insistently
My hollow and dark soul
I hover, the moon is full above
Its silvery shine reflects
Walls of flesh with skulls as decoration
Black candles burning with
I gather all wicked souls of the north
I summon the
I am the master of destruction - demonseed I am
I
Enwrapped by darkness and spirits
the sorcerer prepares an offering
Burning demonvoid... I enter its fierce realm with pride
Though burning
[Bonus track]
Sweden, mighty Sweden
The time has come for war
We must
[Re-recorded. Originally recorded for the MCD "Scythe of death"]
[Lead: Thomas]
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