I am the beast in passionate pain   I am the grim being of the highlands   Of the other side...   I am winter when you freeze   I am the hammer and you are the anvil      Forever in warfare my heart is   With my passion of despair   Still though I was there when the hills were born   And when the wind blew for the first time   So there are reasons for my existence      Seems like I dwell in a circle   Somewhere in the Nordic Hemisphere      Where the howling winds rage   And the mountains are majestic   I can breathe and where there is   Human flesh I feel strangled      Open the gate to immortality   I stand proud awaiting the glory   Of a new morning...darkness