Songtext von Come, Dreadfull Ygg

Spirits of snow haunt this air Dreams of a hanged man on the oak And Ravens speak their curses in ancient tongues: Come, the Murderer, Dreadful Ygg Where the old pinewoods pierce the skies Like the crooked runes of death Stain the sunset in blood Come, the Enemy, Dreadful Ygg Winterwitch breathes the cold smoke In the poems of Distant night Nordic heroism and seven winds Come, The Murderer, Dreadful Ygg Deadmen call your name With the painted faces of Yule With the horrid faces of Winter Come watch this world through our eyes Ghostmen call your name With the painted faces of Yule With the horrid faces of Winter Come, cut the throats with our hands Wolfmen call your name With the painted faces of Yule With the horrid faces of Winter You're in each of us...