Immortal - Cold Winds Of Funeral Dust Música y Letra
Black sunset rises Under the funeral sky The freezing waters below As mirrors made of funeral mist But the blasting sky above And the fullmoon is on the rise Fullmoon’s on the rise My hair blows in the winds of reap Still I float with the cold diabolical massacre winds On the bestial wings of evil Above the mountainside And into cryptic winterstorms I long for eternal frost and black winters Asleep in the cold lakes Awake in the stars in the sky And silent the valleys in the North Where I once were a proud warrior Where I belong Where I bath my soul in doom fire fog Where I ride death's cold winds In the battles in the North As Norse warriors I rode the dark valleys With long sword in hand Sworn to throne the dark lands To return to my masters In the blue mist of the dying sunset Black sunset dies Under the funeral sky My hair blows In the winds of reap Still I float With the cold diabolical massacre winds On the overshadowed Bestial wings of evil Above the mountainside And into cryptic winterstorms Forever
Immortal - Cold Winds Of Funeral Dust Música y Letra