The Barren Lands - Ihsahn

These are barren lands, austere and cold

Desert night of frozen time

Endless fields of ragged earth

Have long since drank the blood of war

Cold lair, howling winds of sand

Hunger, violence, solitary, godless

This scenery

So far, so burned

So beautiful

It yearns for more

Unforgiving heart

Giving into the ways of wars

This is a lions lair