Ulfhethnar - A Call For Rising Mists lyrics

A forest of nocturnal cruelty Under the blowing frostwinds of the night Blade shadows over painful screams In spite of the pale moonlight A black circle of spectral faces Surrounded by tall dark trees Blood mingles with the nighted blackness A call for the rising mists Words of hatred and of pride In this vast and silent forest We write in consecrated blood The plans of our forthcoming conquest Cold winds born in damnation Torture their bodies with frozen pain Mine are these gathering black clouds d**h comes through the nightskies again A call for the rising mists For the throne will be ours.