Call of the Wintermoon (Immortal Cover)

from By Design (Reissue) by Scumpulse

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Buried beneath the mountains of frost
Years of silent sorrow grim and dark
My winterwings of evil sleep in eternal nights

In deaths cold crypts of snow
The moon chimed my return
With the blackstorms I came
And not with the winds

Northern darkness marches through the coldest night

I can't resist the taste of the wintermoon
I split my tongue for the taste of these winds
And bathe my eyes in its grace
Frost and winter returns to my eyes
The call of the wintermoon

In the grey mist of deaths horizon
My wintermoon of evil sleeps
In deaths cold crypts of snow
Buried beneath the mountains of frost
Years of silent sorrow grim and dark
Into eternal nights
Hearing the call of the wintermoon.


I can't resist the taste of the winds of the moon
I split my tongue for the taste these winds
And bathe my eyes in its grace
Frost and winter returns to my eyes
The call of the wintermoon

In the darkness rides...

The moon will not forget, ever...

Hearing the call of the Wintermoon.

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from By Design (Reissue), released January 29, 2015

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