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 reings 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
(chorus) Blessed by the light of your evil eye Returning to the crypt where the guardian lies God of the secret of steel
Winds will give me force To break all fullmoon speels 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
(chorus) Blessed by the light of your evil eye Returning to the crypt where the guardian lies God of the secret of steel
Blessed by the light of your evil majestic eye Returning to the crypt where the guardian Eternally lies
Compositor: Vladimir Mendes Senna (Lord Vlad) (ABRAMUS)ECAD verificado obra #7087966 em 11/Jun/2024 com dados da UBEM