Hesper Payne Doom From The Cursed North
Two red orbs stare into the night
Purple ichor flowing to the sacrifice
Frozen y'kilith ice tomb from the stars
Waits for the end of time in the lonely northern sea
R'lim Shekieroth the white worm
Devours those who seek his wisdom
Servant of the cold grey flame
Brought his doom to ancient hyperborea
Harbinger of the age of ice
Silent earth now a frozen tomb
Oh when the wind blows you hear him
Howling in the night
Out in the frigid fog
A crystal tomb awaits you
Doom from
The cursed north
Will bring terror
From his white fortress
The ice worm rides again
Doom from
The cursed north
Will bring horror
Nightmare coils writhing
Frozen stinking breath
The air freezes in our lungs
We will never thaw from his icy gaze
Waves frozen in eternal motion
The worm uncoils and wraps the world in stillness