A Winter Chant letra

Called by a winter chant
Summon the ancient kings
A nameless fetid sin
Lies in the chilly air

I watch the gods of chaos
On their way through northern lands
The wind was freezing cold
And the sky was ruled by flames

A winter storm filled my wings
And i flew aloft to follow them
I rode the wind through the night
And knew that i was the chosen

A winter chant... grips for my soul

The seven kings of the new aeon
Gathered in this pagan land
I followed their speechless calls
I was their disciple and heir

A winter chant... grips for my soul

Throne Of Ahaz - Letras

• A Winter Chant
• An Arctic STar Of Blackness
• Blackthorn Crown
• Fenris
• Let Blood Paint The Ground
• Nifelheim
• Northern Thrones
• On Twilight Enthroned
• The Calling Blaze
• The Dawn Of War
• The Forlorn
• The Kings That Were
• Where Ancient Lords Gather