Born In The Freezing Dark

Winter has grasped my throat
With cold northern hands
It pressed and howls
The world is filled with plague

The Reaper covers with shroud
of bones all over head

Feeling the chill of Death,
Grasping the mysteries of the Kult
Buried in labyrinths of the North
Getting cold,stars faded
Giving chaos to wrath
They died and resurrected

Becoming lifeless,
They foretold the ruin of the world

The Universe is veiled
In agony, meeting Demon (rising from the)
/out of ashes
Shadows are howling as wolf of death
Horror hovers in the air
Filling all voids
Of prejudice and sense
Dust covers the continents

Breath freeses in lungs
The frozen world is buried under icy ashes
The dying sun casts the last glance
At the ruined planets