a perfect vision of the rising northland
 

* immortal ın 1992 çıkışlı diabolical fullmoon mysticism albümünün 7. sarkısı.







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Winter of the ages so dark so cold that flames turn to the bluest frost



Mountains of ice rises above a dead and frozen ground



The ravens returns to the hills



And the Millenium black bells of eternal frost



Chaim through the Northern lightning







Upon the mountainside I stand



The floods of black runs below



Hair of a cold goatscalp I kiss



Eyestaken mountains still breathes



At one with the poisoned ground







Midnight darksky open up



A blast of red lightning rides the night



With doom winds death angels fly



Across a nearly closed skyline



And the sun freezes at one with the infernal holocaust frozen clouds







Centuries of doom reigned by the Goatthrone of desire



Raised by sorcery to the Holocaust sky







North black hordes storms



Through invincible cyclones of frostwinds



I lift my hands



And join the ceremonial circle of one wind



Eyes of stone now sleeps into eternal night



This winter is forever



A wind of red I rode



A wind of evil cold







For the years that have passed in the North



Brought me visions of the Goatthrone of desire







On the hillside where I stood left for another world



Tragedies blows at horizon



The sun freezes to dust







A perfect vision of the rising Northland