Take me up to higher ground
and let me feel the cold wind blow
above the demonic mountainside

beholding creations of ice
The screams echoes eternally
As the snow keep falling down

Through this freezing night
I hear the ravens call


I want to see these mountains
These mountains that I know
Where demons and ravens fly

circling the tall mountainside
the winterstorm is growing stronger
as I glance towards the sky

once again the memories
streams through my elder veins