Frostbitten Ritual

Silent figures clad, in the frostbitten air Call, they call, with the midnight prayer Veiled in mist and the echoes of the damned In the silent shrine where the hellfires fanned Serpents wind, through the roots of the withered trees Rise, they rise, with an arctic breeze In the depths of night, under a chilling moon Cries of the ancient ones, their howls in chilling tune Forged in the abyss, with fire in their eyes Rise, arise, creatures of the night, claim your darkened prize Through the haunted skies, thunder cracks their name Legions of the damned, in the nocturnal game With the shadows cast, by the moon's grim light Unleashed, unfurled, in the cold embrace of eternal night [Refrain] Winds of the blackened souls, roar through the crumbling skies Awakened by the darkness, where their fate forever lies Bathed in frost, under the starless veil Flames of the end, where the earth's cries wail March of the spectral, on hollowed ground we tread Beneath the cloak of midnight, our spirits eternally fed [Outro] In the silence of the void, their whispers become our lore Carried forth by the night, as they reign forevermore