Vokter Av Det Tres

Writhing within the fog
Elder spirits of the land
Phantoms of infinity
Born from leper soil
A cursed earth
To bring doom to man

Ethereal we are; keepers of the woods
Eternally we are guarding blackened gates

Soul is tired
Body is weak
Grant me death
Lend me sleep

Still wandering the roads
Through forests unknown
In search of distant thrones
My final grave
Ending thoughts in deep haunted shadows

Ethereal we are; keepers of the woods
Eternally we are guarding blackened gates

Rest denied
God has lied
Vengeance will be mine
Upon the heavens high