The Frostbitten Woodlands of Norway
From the ice-cold Norwegian Hills
From the frozen Silver Mountain
And from my world I consider you a speck
I am born of evil and of sin
I've always walked unholy paths
That you've never seen or heard of
... And I must fight this endless battle ALONE
You freeze to death, in morning mist.
Great vast landscape, frostbitten woodlands ...
Frozen thunder, hellish blizzard storm
Here snow will always fall... Black majestic winter magic
Evil frozen moonlit nights
In morning mist, the great vast landscapes,
Frostbitten woodlands, frozen thunder
Here exists no FUCKING GOD! This is my pandemonium!
The Ungodly North
The cold grip of frost ... cold grip of frost!
Screams from tormented souls
Echoes in these towering mountains
The burning pain is meant to last ...
The direction of the cold winds brings the putrid smell of death ...
All heretics and devils stand up and ride towards the unholy death...
Inhuman coldness, hellish winds
Black demons of the past
Norwegian winter hell...
Violent battlecries, perverted deathnoise
Victorious echoes of war, death and despair ...
Candle life of own blood, and heathen heritage.
From the frozen Silver Mountain
And from my world I consider you a speck
I am born of evil and of sin
I've always walked unholy paths
That you've never seen or heard of
... And I must fight this endless battle ALONE
You freeze to death, in morning mist.
Great vast landscape, frostbitten woodlands ...
Frozen thunder, hellish blizzard storm
Here snow will always fall... Black majestic winter magic
Evil frozen moonlit nights
In morning mist, the great vast landscapes,
Frostbitten woodlands, frozen thunder
Here exists no FUCKING GOD! This is my pandemonium!
The Ungodly North
The cold grip of frost ... cold grip of frost!
Screams from tormented souls
Echoes in these towering mountains
The burning pain is meant to last ...
The direction of the cold winds brings the putrid smell of death ...
All heretics and devils stand up and ride towards the unholy death...
Inhuman coldness, hellish winds
Black demons of the past
Norwegian winter hell...
Violent battlecries, perverted deathnoise
Victorious echoes of war, death and despair ...
Candle life of own blood, and heathen heritage.
Credits
Writer(s): Terje Vik Schei, Roger Rasmussen
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Other Album Tracks
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- Submit to Satan!!!
- Diabolism (The Seed and the Sower)
- Dypfryst / Dette Er Mitt Helvete
- Everyday I Must Suffer!
- The First Cut Is the Deepest
- Evil Egocentrical Existencialism
- Shut Up, There Is No Excuse to Live...
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