Far above the 
Raven Gate
The spread wings of 
Blashyrkh wait
Above the roaring depths
Sits the oath of frost on the elder 
Raven Throne
Older mountains sleeping in my sight
By chilling woods 
I standA grimly sound of naked winds
Is all that it shall be heard from here
Ohhh... Blashyrkh
Cometh the rightful kings of the highest halls
Cry of tavens lurk the realm
Eternally through the noctambulant grimness!!
Demons stride at the gates of 
Blashyrkh!!!
Mighty Raven 
Dark!!!Blashyrkh's 
Mighty Raven 
Dark!!!Blashyrkh....