Interpret:

Immortal

Album:

Battles In The North

Standing by ringwalls of stone 
Deepest dungeons 
Passing irongates 
Nor the golden sendt dreams 
Under towers that 
Once stormed in sight 
That never storm 


Hill.. the elder ravens 
Above borgs layed in fog 
Forget not 
The blasphemic nordic deeps 


Shadows... steal our souls 
Into what we once were 
I'm feeling 
That well be taken there 


Closed in time for those 
Who shall not pass our gates