Winds Of Hate کے بول

Cold landscapes of silence's reign Invade my soul, storm of power Frozen mountains covered with snow Overwhelming my thoughts of fury Little human in its form and spirit Shall never reach this level of might May it suffer the nature's anger Driven away by the winds of hate When the scum has disappeared The great entity shall rule again And the ethereal godless forces Will possess the entire surface of earth Little human in tis form and spirit Shall never reach this level of might May it suffer the nature's anger Driven away by the winds of hate