[Lead: Thomas]
Endless and dark, cold winds of death
Misty shadows lurk
I've travelled far and long
My power is weak from the
Infernal, eternal
Belial- Lord of the North
Hear my call for utter
I believe in destruction of mankind
I rule the shadowside of
Wandering through the cold mist as night falls
Stalking the pale
Deep down within, obscurity spreads insistently
My hollow and dark soul
I hover, the moon is full above
Its silvery shine reflects
Walls of flesh with skulls as decoration
Black candles burning with
...Ad Infinitum...
Vast and dying land
Beneath the livid sky
Beyond the horizon
I gather all wicked souls of the north
I summon the
I am the master of destruction - demonseed I am
I
Enwrapped by darkness and spirits
the sorcerer prepares an offering
[Bonus track]
Sweden, mighty Sweden
The time has come for war
We must
[Re-recorded. Originally recorded for the MCD "Scythe of death"]
[Lead: Thomas]
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