Lyrics:

Buried beneath the mountains of frost
Years of silent sorrow grim and dark
My winterwings of evil sleeps in eternal nights
In death cold crypts of snow
The moon chimed my return
With the blackstorms I came
And not with the winds

The Northern darkness marches
through the coldest night

I can't resist the taste from the winds of the wintermoon
I split my tongue for the taste of these winds
And bath my eyes in its grace
Frost and winter return to my eyes
The call of the wintermoon

Nocturnal clouds blows freely in the distance
In the grey mist of deaths horizon
My winterwings of evil sleeps
In deaths cold crypts of snow
Buried beneath the mountains of frost
Years of silent sorrow grim and dark

Into the eternal nights
Hearing the call of the wintermoon