Aurvandil - For Whom Burnest Thou

From the northernmost peaks Into the vale of sorrow Betwixt the Pillars of Boreas A darkness stirs beyond From across the plains of ice And over the hills of dread The Blood of the North rises A final raid over the land A blaze in the blackened sky As herald of ancient pride A guide for the hordes to stride A last march to light the pyres Ice-cold Darkness Enshrouds my longing mind Altar of elder purity Soil and blood enshrined When the flames rise And foes lay slain on sour ground Purified by perennial fire The plague of Shem exiled And I, channeling the Void To behold the endless funeral I light a beacon of Holocaust Gateway to Isolation Herald of the turning wheel, Passing of cursed time A blaze in the blackened night, A standard for those who stride Flesh shed across the ice, cast beyond, Into the skies Carving runes into my skin Omens for the ending wars