Shallow is the talent to see the future

Where waiting silently to your own murder



We tear down your memory as ruler

Cold winds run with us to new dawn



We came from north, The Tribe of Eternity

Our blood is ice, The Way of Inhumanity

We hear the call, The Tribe of Eternity

End of your lies, The Way of Inhumanity



I see the fallen land, buried in ice and snow

Old world has gone, you know it's your time to go



So you redefine the world for your own need

Just to fall and make you suffer and bleed



We came from north, The Tribe of Eternity

Our blood is ice, The Way of Inhumanity

We hear the call, The Tribe of Eternity

End of your lies, The Way of Inhumanity



The world you create serve nothing but senseless hate

Turn against indiscreet and lay on mankind's grave



Last thing you'll ever hear are our howls in the night

Fangs on your throat and we'll let the permission to die



We came from north, The Tribe of Eternity

Our blood is ice, The Way of Inhumanity

We hear the call, The Tribe of Eternity

End of your lies, The Way of Inhumanity