| Song | A Perfect Vision Of The Rising Northland |
| Artist | Immortal |
| Album | Diabolical Fullmoon Mysticism |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Occulta, Occulta | |
| Winter of the ages so dark so cold that flames turn to the bluest frost | |
| Mountains of ice rises above an dead an frozen ground | |
| The ravens returns to the hills | |
| And the Millennium black bells of eternal frost | |
| Chaise through the Northern lightning | |
| Upon the mountainside I stand | |
| The floods of black runs below | |
| Hair of a cold goatscalp I kiss | |
| Eyestaken mountains still breathes | |
| At one with the poisoned ground | |
| Midnight dark sky open up | |
| A blast of red lightning rides the night | |
| With dooms winds deaths angels fly | |
| Across an nearly closed skyline | |
| And the sun freezes at one with the infernal holocaust frozen clouds | |
| Centuries of doom reigned by the Goathrone of desire | |
| Raised by sorcery to the Holocaust sky | |
| North black hordes storms | |
| Through invisible cyclones of frostwinds I lift my hands | |
| And join the ceremonial circle of the wind | |
| Eyes of stone now sleeps into eternal night | |
| This winter is forever | |
| A wind of red I rode | |
| A wind of evil cold | |
| For the years that have passed in the North | |
| Brought me visions of the Goathrone of desire | |
| On the hillside where I stood I left for another world | |
| Tragedies blows at horizon | |
| The sun freezes to dust | |
| A perfect vision of the rising Northland |
| zuo qu : Occulta, Occulta | |
| Winter of the ages so dark so cold that flames turn to the bluest frost | |
| Mountains of ice rises above an dead an frozen ground | |
| The ravens returns to the hills | |
| And the Millennium black bells of eternal frost | |
| Chaise through the Northern lightning | |
| Upon the mountainside I stand | |
| The floods of black runs below | |
| Hair of a cold goatscalp I kiss | |
| Eyestaken mountains still breathes | |
| At one with the poisoned ground | |
| Midnight dark sky open up | |
| A blast of red lightning rides the night | |
| With dooms winds deaths angels fly | |
| Across an nearly closed skyline | |
| And the sun freezes at one with the infernal holocaust frozen clouds | |
| Centuries of doom reigned by the Goathrone of desire | |
| Raised by sorcery to the Holocaust sky | |
| North black hordes storms | |
| Through invisible cyclones of frostwinds I lift my hands | |
| And join the ceremonial circle of the wind | |
| Eyes of stone now sleeps into eternal night | |
| This winter is forever | |
| A wind of red I rode | |
| A wind of evil cold | |
| For the years that have passed in the North | |
| Brought me visions of the Goathrone of desire | |
| On the hillside where I stood I left for another world | |
| Tragedies blows at horizon | |
| The sun freezes to dust | |
| A perfect vision of the rising Northland |
| zuò qǔ : Occulta, Occulta | |
| Winter of the ages so dark so cold that flames turn to the bluest frost | |
| Mountains of ice rises above an dead an frozen ground | |
| The ravens returns to the hills | |
| And the Millennium black bells of eternal frost | |
| Chaise through the Northern lightning | |
| Upon the mountainside I stand | |
| The floods of black runs below | |
| Hair of a cold goatscalp I kiss | |
| Eyestaken mountains still breathes | |
| At one with the poisoned ground | |
| Midnight dark sky open up | |
| A blast of red lightning rides the night | |
| With dooms winds deaths angels fly | |
| Across an nearly closed skyline | |
| And the sun freezes at one with the infernal holocaust frozen clouds | |
| Centuries of doom reigned by the Goathrone of desire | |
| Raised by sorcery to the Holocaust sky | |
| North black hordes storms | |
| Through invisible cyclones of frostwinds I lift my hands | |
| And join the ceremonial circle of the wind | |
| Eyes of stone now sleeps into eternal night | |
| This winter is forever | |
| A wind of red I rode | |
| A wind of evil cold | |
| For the years that have passed in the North | |
| Brought me visions of the Goathrone of desire | |
| On the hillside where I stood I left for another world | |
| Tragedies blows at horizon | |
| The sun freezes to dust | |
| A perfect vision of the rising Northland |