They Gather Where Snow Falls Forever

These Frostclodded Wastelands

Where The Sun Has Blackened

Rivers Once So Rippeling

Now Frozen To Ice

The Snow Reflects The Light

Of The Immortal Moon

And The Cold Northern Winds

Will Forever Here Exist

In The Land Of The Crimson Moon

For As Long As The Sky Is Black

As Long As Rain Passes To Snow

I Will Prevail This Land

This Land Of The North

For As Long As The Moon Is Full

As Long As The Stars Are Black

I Will Prevail This Land

This Land Of The North

The Land Of The Crimson Moon

The Sun Will Be Dark Forever More

And I Shall Reign Forever More

In The Land Of The Crimson Moon

I Shall Prevail The Land Of The Crimson Moon