[Lyrics by Rune Bjelland]
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[Music by Gerhard Storesund]
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On the northern winds I ride
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Under a dead and pale sky
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With a black cloak of ravenwings
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That carry me over the gloomy hemisphere
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In the darkness of destruction
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Lays an old and cold creature
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Maimed by the power of the witchking
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Bearer of the floods of heathen sorcery
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An aerial servant meets me there
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Beyond the dimension of fear
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And guide me to this darkened place
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Of heathen sorcery
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The witchking is drawing nearer
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Slowly returning from his tomb of hellburning horror
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Demons of demensions turn their their heads
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To the mist avoiding his eyes of delusion
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A blast of a fireball burns my suffering soul of madness to dust
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I can no longer see but I hear the snearing laughter as I slowly cease
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Possessed by the power of darkness
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Brought to him by the ancient crafts of pagan fears
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Witchking
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| Einherjer |
