Now it's cold, my friend
Here comes the winter
Lies were told by man
I try to forget
Blood of those who fails
In distant silent ages
I just pray and pray, hear me calling
Crom! Crom! crom! crom
Come to guide my hands
To conquer distant reigns
To write my history, under the sun
And below the rain
Who command the battles in the north?
Crom I know
Who command the secrets of my sword?
Crom I know
Blessed by the light of your evil eye
Returning to the crypt where the guardian lies
God of the secret of steel
Winds will give me forge
To break up full moon spells
I can k** for you; die for you, to live in hell
Who command the battles in the north?
Crom I know
Who command the secrets of my sword?
Crom I know
Blessed by the light of your evil eye
Returning to the crypt where the guardian lies
God of the secret of steel
Blessed by the light of your evil majestic eye
Returning to the crypt where the guardian eternally lies