Keres Blood Drawn in the North lyrics

There is also one other
With keys for passing through
A silent flicker as a nightbird flies
A crimson flood from the frozen skies

But beyond the frozen gate
There lies no salvation
Hungry ghosts and deadly apparitions
take form in an endless feast
Blood readily pours
Fro mthe wounds of her enemies
It is a morbid orgy
To witness under Northern stars

Such powerful desire to join

In the feast of the essence of time
But to no avail, unsatisfiable
this hunger will persist to the end

Content with the wretched fare
Of endless search and torture
This spirit shall forever wander
In the Castle of the Two Gates
Not all old souls are born
to wander in search for wisdom
Rather to be content with misery
And the pleasure of going awry