Under Den Svarte Himmel - Purified In Blood

Vinterens pust plyndrer min sjel

Dyp frost senker mitt lys

Eg vandrer inn i en dal av flammer

Her kjenner eg ingen varme

For vinterens pust har plyndret min sjel

Dyp frost har senket mitt lys

Et hjerte som blekner

Et sinn drukner i en nådeløs storm

For vinterens pust har plyndret min sjel

Dyp frost har senket mitt lys

Et hjerte som blekner

Et sinn drukner i en nådeløs storm

En kropp naglet til undergang

En sjel hamret med tusen slag

Den siver ut og opp i intet

Mitt sinn kjemper i storm og kulde

Under den svarte himmel

Flyr en stille ravn

Eg trekker mitt siste pust

Då eg ligger i dødens favn

Under den svarte himmel

Flyr en stille ravn

The breath of winter plunders my soul

Deep frost lowers my light

I walk into a valley of flames

Here I feel no heat

For the breath of winter has plundered my soul

Deep frost has lowered my light

A fading heart

A mind drowns in a relentless storm

For the breath of winter has plundered my soul

Deep frost has lowered my light

A fading heart

A mind drowns in a relentless storm

A body nailed to ruin

A soul hammered with a thousand blows

It seeps in and out of nowhere

My mind fights in storm and cold

Under the black sky

Flying a quiet raven

I take my last breath

Then I lie in the arms of death

Under the black sky

Flying a quiet raven