[00:23.01]From the thunder and the storm[00:26.76]Another winter has sneaked upon me again.[00:30.33]There's something strange going on here[00:33.84]on these great cold coastals lines.[00:58.80]The grim vision of Chaos[01:04.08]upon mankind[01:05.55]and life itself.[01:08.16]Nights of black candles[01:11.34]and gallons of strange old brew.[01:25.74]Changing suit into gold.[01:55.89](Repear verse 1)[02:17.07]The grip of frost[02:19.86]and the winds from the north.[02:23.91]Lurking beneath[02:27.45]the surface of the coastal horizon.[02:57.09]Banners of War.[03:00.45]Banners of the Apocalypse.[03:04.38]Hatred towards mankind and life itself.[03:17.16]Violence is fashion[03:35.82]The graveyard soil is changing to stone,[03:39.15]so many of its deaths had been midvinter.[03:42.84]The blinding snowdrifts.[03:46.05]The subzero temperature.