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Now it's cold, my friend

Here comes the winter

Lies were told by man

I try to forget

Blood of those who fails

In distant silent ages

I just pray and pray, hear me calling

Crom! Crom! crom! crom

Come to guide my hands

To conquer distant reigns

To write my history, under the sun

And below the rain

Who command the battles in the north?

Crom I know

Who command the secrets of my sword?

Crom I know

Blessed by the light of your evil eye

Returnig to the crypt where the guardian lies

God of the secret of steel

Winds will give me forge

To break up fullmoon spells

I can kill for you; die for you, to live in hell

Who command the battles in the north?

Crom I know

Who command the secrets of my sword?

Crom I know

Blessed by the light of your evil eye

Returnig to the crypt where the guardian lies

God of the secret of steel

Blessed by the light of your evil majestic eye

Returnig to the crypt where the guardian eternally lies