"At Dawn Of A Funeral Winter" lyrics

Among the blackness icy prevailed
I draw the black curtain of death
Thousand of lost souls fallen
In the depth of the crypts of pain
Through the voices of the past

The angles of damnation follow me
Travel through the (foot) lost paths
The huge black forests
During the eternal nights of a funeral winter

Drowned in the shadow
Light the kingdom of deads
Has condemned my soul
Has haunted the hibernal forests!

My coffin burn in a chapel
By the flames of damnation
Will still remain now and forever
In a ceremony of the shadows of the past

And the souls will recall the way of my cremation
With the singing the voices of the night
On the threshold at the gates of the kingdom
Of the shadows behold the moonlike throne

I cry for my anterior life
But at dawn of my rebirth
And by the power of my blasphemy
I raise with the forces of evil
My curse is eternal!

The wolves howling their song
Towards the gates of hell
The northern abysses let to hear
Among these leed north winds
The weeps of victims sacrificed
To bloody rites of shub-niggurath
The black goat of the eternal woods

When the night is deep
And the sun is in the sign of ram
The chant of darkness will be uttered
Towards the northern winds
The key will be turned
And the gates will open
Facing us, in the darkened kingdom