Black Pyramid

Heading north through the winterstorm
Ice and snow surround us
To a wasteland beyond the storm
Searching for the unknown
We follow the indications
To find the mystic ones
They’re afraid of the light
They live beneath the black ice in the cold
Something is here
In this wasteland
Is it built by men
Or built by the gods?
Something strange, something mighty
It is under the ice
Something big, something unearthly
It is under the ice
Mighty power, ancint mystery
Concealed undr the ice
Time has come to unveil the secret
Of the black pyramid
Discovered a long time ago
They sleep deep in their cold graves
Will we find the truth or any sign of life?
Deep inside we already know