These Frostclodded Wastelands Where The Sun Has Blackened Rivers Once So Rippeling Now Frozen To Ice The Snow Reflects The Light Of The Immortal Moon And The Cold Northern Winds Will Forever Here Exist In The Land Of The Crimson Moon For As Long As The Sky Is Black As Long As Rain Passes To Snow I Will Prevail This Land This Land Of The North For As Long As The Moon Is Full As Long As The Stars Are Black I Will Prevail This Land This Land Of The North The Land Of The Crimson Moon The Sun Will Be Dark Forever More And I Shall Reign Forever More In The Land Of The Crimson Moon I Shall Prevail The Land Of The Crimson Moon