Towers of Frozen Dusk

Runic blade of crystal skies
 Arise the winter of blackest frost
 Through the northwinds mournful chant
 In frozen mists and dying light
 Abyssic darkness descends on funeral wings...
 Ancient towers rise before me
 Like blades in the midwinter's sky
 I kneel before the gates of black
 In the etherial fire of dying sunsets
 Within the blackest valleys
 In Etah's silent grace
 frozen moon, cursed lands
 Visions of eternal winter
 A vision of dark ages yet to come...
 Diabolical winterwinds
 A spectral dance of beauty and frost
 My journey to the Northlands
 A return to evil ways