Letra de Valley of the Ghelgath

A sight to make your blood turn cold
A cloud of breath to turn you frozen where you stand
A walking blizzard
Will spit bolts of ice
As he reaches for the sky
Turning blood into ice
See them shiver as they turn to run away
He bellows clouds of ice that freeze them there for all eternity
An icy valley
Forever filled with bodies as trophies
The blood of the dead won't run
In the lord of the Valley’s killing ground
The walls of the Valley bear his harrowing cries
A place where only the brave and foolish come to die
No nation stakes a claim to this land
An abbhoration of a being
Fills hearts with fear
At just the thought of his sight
A towering pillar of ice
The piercing sound of his cries
Enough to make a man lose his mind
Ice lord of the frozen underworld
Relentless in slaying all that enter his domain
An infinite collection of frozen human sculptures
Former warriors frozen asunder
The blood of the dead won't run
Frozen in time, frozen forever