Riding the northwind From distant places once known Floating through the air One with the midnight sky The Devil's breath From the lungs of hell An eternal dark horizon Is close at hand Post mortem Inbetween the trees There's a body covered in snow A vague memory From a distant path Post mortem The pain that I have felt, The hunger I have known No longer comes tomy mind The struggles I have fought, The losses for which I have died a thousand times No longer haunts me This forest never sleeps The storms sweep throughout the land Leaving nothing but hunger and death As the eternal fog encloses this world The graves are calling I am the spirits inbetween the trees I am the eternal silence ..As you look to the sky: I am the night making you blind, Forcing you to see Riding the northwind With the strength of a disease The shadows are covering The ground underneath Choking all remaining Signs of vitality Feel the horror as you Face the true master The plague is upon us And I am the only way out I am the key to the gates Behind this illusion I am death There is no tomorrow Eternity is here The inner silence yet to come Death becomes my throne