Throne Of Ahaz - A Winter Chant lyrics

Called by A Winter Chant Summon The Ancient Kings A Nameless Fetid Sin Lies In The Chilly Air I Watch The Gods of Chaos On Their Way Through Northern Lands The Wind Was Freezing Cold And The Sky Was Ruled By Flames A Winter Storm Filled My Wings And I Flew Aloft To Follow Them I Rode The Wind Through The Night And Knew That I Was The Chosen A Winter Chant... Grips For My Soul The Seven Kings of The New Aeon Gathered In This Pagan Land I Followed Their Speechless Calls I Was Their Disciple And Heir A Winter Chant... Grips For My Soul