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When he night takes the northern sky

You feel my breath of ice

Flaked by me on either side

The hands of doom and death

Serenaded by the winds of Thor

Like a funeral dirge

Distant bowels from the wolves of whom

Will be the ones who purge

When the night takes the northern sky

You will feel my breath of ice

Necromancer of Death

Calling upon the spirits of death

To lead the sacrifice

Energy soaks from the corpse's flesh

The fighting forces arise

When the night takes the northern sky

You will feel my breath of ice

Blood war the answer

Defeated foes taken one by one

Fools disposed the battle is won

Curse be damned war is the answer

Necromancer