Where Low the Ravens Fly - Dawn Of Winter

Fear shown within the seer’s gaze

Foreseen the hour of sad doom

Monuments raped temples defaced

In smoke all life consumed

Behold the coming destiny

A fate of death will be unleashed

The gates of heaven ever sealed

For fools like you and me

Hell’s black storms arise the final tide

Now mortal fools it’s time to die

Behold in black Satanas rise

Where low the ravens fly

Smouldering ruins burring skies

Reality fell prey to doom

Forsaken by divinity

The end now bitter truth