Battlefields
[Music: Abbath/Demonaz; Lyrics: Demonaz]
Smell the battle with the wind
Before you see us
Winterhorde of fury ride
The wind will lead us
Domestic purebred
Of the overlifted north sky
Conquer all permafrost
(Phantsmworlds)
Then wait at our final gate
Lay waste this world on ice
Let it crumble underneath us
Hide the breeze of better times
Where there are enemies to die
High flame and honour
Von on the fields of battle
Warriors fight
With longswords in hand
Valleys drink from the open wounds
Of a thousand men
Hear the battle on the wind
So obvious
Winterhorde of fury ride
The wind now lead us
Domestic purebred
Of the everlifted north sky
Conquer all permafrost
(Phantsmworlds)
Then wait at our final gate
Lay waste this world on ice
It will crumble underneath us
Valleys drink from the open wounds
Of a thousand men
Eldrich talons eat hearts out of the fallen
Proud with battlelust we ride
Savagely towards the battlefields
And into greater strides