The mighty sound of damnation calls 

As the holocaustsky draw near 

Above the sorms over baeskade 

Rule the power of the vrilla 

It has come to ride the seven winters 

With winds of war and winds of cold 

Lightning strike the northland 

Leading us into seasons of frost 

Stand in the fog with so cold a heart 

Watching the death of the sun 

Valleys abound a thousand of coffins 

The holocaust has just begun 

It's the march of the blasphemous masses 

Into damnation all will fall 

Chapels of black unholy demons 

Chanting the words of the funeral rites 

Pure holocaust 

Chanting the words of the funeral rites 

Chapels of black unholy demons 

Into damnation all will fall 

Its the march of the blasphemous masses 

The holocaust has just begun 

Valleys about a thousands of coffins 

Watching the death of a sun 

Stand in the fog with so cold a heart