A Blaze in the Northern Sky

Hear a haunting chant Lying in the northern wind As the sky turns black Clouds of melancholy Rape the beams Of a devoid dying sun And the distant fog approaches Coven of forgotten delight Hear the pride of a northern storm Triumphant sight on a northern sky Where the days are dark And night the same Moonlight drank the blood Of a thousand pagan men It took ten times a hundred years Before the king on the northern throne Was brought tales of the crucified one Coven of renewed delight; A thousand years have passed since then - Years of lost pride and lust Souls of blasphemy, Hear a haunting chant - We are a blaze in the northern sky The next thousand years are OURS