Dead Cold December — Urgehal

Thirteenth of December a night of full moon darkness A empty dead world sigh in the silence Mesmerizing magic Luna mirrors herself in my eyes On the edge of sanity depths to cruelty

Dead cold December embrace me bold Dead cold December possess my soul

It drove me closer to Hell, further from heaven Dreaming high on mushroom madness The flames dances, trees around me whispers This forest fades to grey decay

Dark void illusions, this a night is my nearest Dark void illusions, this night is the dearest

Ritual, I evoke thy evil spirit Sacrifice, the shepherdess decorates my altar Ghastly skin I caress Dead cold December grace

A mixture of lust and death teases my senses A quite weird smell indeed I effuse my seeds and negative hormonal energy A necrophilic invocation of lustful passion

Another winter to come On different ground Surrounded by hells fire Subterranean desire