Cold Winds Of Funeral Dust - Immortal
Under a bloodred moon in the cold waters of Thule Where wintershadows lies untouched Where I dwell at the mountains of madness In these shadows of death I march In the blue mist of evil Through the dark Northern walleyes Where only winds of funeral breathes Houvering through the whispering darkness With frost in my eyes Only seven winds are heard Chaiming through the dark Northern walleyes Eternity I pass eternity I seeked For the darkness my spirit For Satan my black soul Under a bloodred moon in the cold waters of another world Where wintershadows lies untouched Where I dwell at the mountains of madness Entering with the cold winds of funeral dust.
Artist: Immortal
Title: Cold Winds Of Funeral Dust