Forthcoming Storm - Svartahrid

In the land of the frozen sun

I saw a mighty sculpture, forever changing form

It told me great stories of the

Forthcoming storm

I wandered through the forest at night

Followed the path to enlightenment

I await my propechy to be fulfilled

The glorious night, eternal night

Angels rain from the sky

Their eyes filled with fright

Struck dead by the coming

Of the glorious eternal night

I see the world in flames

From the throne in my castle

The white one has fallen

The night is ours