Dead White - Wolfheart

Dead cold reverie

The spell of winter

Under her pitch-black wings

Relentless never-ending

Kaamos prevails

The end, the final descent of the sun

The time of perpetual darkness

When the light has died

Shadows will rise

From the strength of the moon

Dead white scenery

A parallel dimension

Above the frozen fields

Eternal everlasting darkness remains

The woods echoes

The howling from afar

The cry of the final hunter

Now the light has died

And the shadows will rise

From the strength of the moon