A Sordid Curse

North Winds Of The Black Mountain

Winter's Grim

Warmaster's Affliction

LYRICS:

We storm the gates, and shatter silence 
your lord shall be, overthrown 
casting frost decay, spreading the plague 
master if weakened, his powers will flay 
the drums of war, purge your mind 
the essence of death, permeates 
dead bodies freeze, in creeks of blood 
the face of death consumes you 
and no one will survive
We parry the frost bolt 
the winds of the storm halt 
you foresee the holocaust 
we conjure the permafrost
enrage!
accepting defeat, he falls from he feet 
execution by a curse comprised of hate and deceit 
into the shadows we feast inside the morgue 
victory alas 
raise your first to the heavens and drink from the goblet of gore!
We storm the gates, and shatter silence 
your lord shall be, overthrown 
casting frost decay, spreading the plague 
master if weakened, his powers will flay 
the drums of war, purge your mind 
the essence of death, permeates 
dead bodies freeze, in creeks of blood 
the face of death consumes you 
and no one will survive
We parry the frost bolt 
the winds of the storm halt 
you foresee the holocaust 
we conjure the permafrost


Conjure The Permafrost

A.K.A. "Born in a Cave"

LYRICS:
Oh! Born in a cave 
for eternity met to be enslaved 
shackled alone, chain to a stone 
his life was meaningless, wasting away!
he tried to escape and filled with rage 
but the walls collapsed inside the cave 
smashed in skull right through the ground 
but a curse was cast where his body was found
the earth shattered, above his corpse 
resurrected in hell, feeling no remorse 
alive again on his goat riding free 
to slaughter the race of humanity
my steel instrument of your demise 
from children to kings, all shall die 
i feeling and no remorse 
just a skeleton warrior, resurrected from a corpse 
immune to fire, immune to death 
destroying all life until none is left 
don't remember my past not a single friend 
just a master of death with a sword in the wind
hahahaahah ooh!
the earth shattered, above his corpse 
resurrected in hell, feeling no remorse 
alive again on his goat riding free 
to slaughter human race for eternity!


Master Of Death

Holocaust Of Frost

Peyton Gregory - Guitars/Vocals/Master
Sten Hasselquist - Guitars
Evan Phillips - Drums
Jon Zerbonia - Bass

Ice Fortress