Catamenia - Halls Of Frozen North Lyrics
Growling in the night when the gromwell dies, hearing the whisperingfrom the empty hall...diskies.Coming from graves, from the night, when the shadows of the winter rises from thenorth...wind of sin.Coming moonlit grimness when the dusk of child, nebulah winter rises from the sky...astralwind, astral winter, wind of lies, wind of sin.