Enshrined on the burial ground.
On the path to the cemetary gates.
My grave sunk in the river to the cemetary pit.
Spiritual voices called through chilling smoke.
Frozen visions of a dying realm.
Under a blasting sky.
Hate rises from an infernal tomb.
A shadow with black wings.
Eternal years on the path to the cemetary gates.
In the chains of cold with the hate to all.
Eternity surround me I am real as the earth.
As dark winds fade away no one knows where I am gone.
Tasting the cold from the shining gates.
As snow fall from the sky.
Thirsting for the realms of frost.
At the end of the gate I wont stop but spread my wings.
As dark winds fade away no one knows where I am gone.