Слова:
Frost The True Open The Portals To Darkness

Noch nicht verklungen ist der Weltendonner Hall Und doch, der Rater Schicksal ist besiegelt Vom Niedergang, dem Tode geweiht Wenn der Weltenbrand das

And the gates have been opened By powerful spells once again And demons flying, raving Raging with morbid wings Blaspheming everything holy Vomiting

the flame of undefiled wisdom once emerged under blackened skies in the gleam of alpha draconis the awakening of divine consciousness the dawn of true

My head is the sun and my sun is of fury rays from the sun set the world afire My head is the sun and my sun is of fury Four arms of power Turning around