Gods of ancient twilight, glance the golden past,
let me enter your hidden gate, let me know I am the last.
Rise nocturnal spirits, eternal gods of the north,
blow your wind upon my flesh, reach me your immortal force.
I dance through the winter storms, all through a lifetime as man,
marching to the deepest fog, to bend down beneath your ancient hand.
So engraved by battles for years, but more mighty than ever,
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with blood on my weapons I hunger, for more (I shall never give up the war).
I`ll make this night my darkest intentions, walking towards your kingdom,
winter of the norse evil, I summon you to embrace and crown me.
Rise nocturnal spirits, eternal gods of the north,
blow your wind upon my flesh, reach me your immortal force.

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