Spirit Of The North letra

Cowled in utter grief
I am the priest of a new disorder
Whose flag unfurled
Bears a hatred for the western world

There is no compromise
No piped lament to stay the blind
Just a shrike cacophony of war

Ashes ember, fires rise
No longer am I Palestined
Now I drown in a loss worth fighting for!

Funeral Fog - Letras

• Channelling Ancient Shadows
• Curse Of The Immortal Tyrants
• Dawn Of The Equinox
• Discordant
• Fated Demise
• Forest of Shadows
• Funeral Rites...
• Graveland
• Immortal Summonings
• Land Of Eternal Darkness
• Nocturnal Realm
• Order of the Dragon
• Snowfall
• Spirit Of The North
• Transylvanian Bloodlust
• Under A Cold Trance
• Under the Black Veil
• Wrath of the Ancient Spirits