[00:33.30]Willed by winters so called frost
[00:40.78]Fixed the anxieties from grip
[00:45.92]
[00:48.24]The frost that burned the honorees
[00:52.67]Underneath the heavy clouds
[00:55.90]
[00:56.46]The lifted sword, the broken shield
[01:00.58]The end that drew the final word
[01:04.33]From the frozen mouth of Arkhangelsk
[01:09.20]Let them go, let them burn the world to cinders
[01:13.26]
[01:13.95]Let the rats run down
[01:16.06]
[01:16.63]Falling through the tungsten skies
[01:20.56]The burning clouds of Arkhangelsk
[01:25.49]
[01:45.22]To the eye of judgment now
[01:50.10]
[01:53.16]What will stand when the time of the end
[01:57.71]
[01:58.90]Time of the end
[02:01.20]Center stone into fire
[02:04.20]
[02:04.95]On to nothing and nothing to lose
[02:08.64]They gather, groaning to the souls
[02:12.45]Of the grinding winds of Arkhangelsk
[02:17.19]In the world when movement in
[02:20.13]The fabric, everything dies
[02:24.24]
[02:24.93]The storm that sweeps the world away
[02:28.43]From the frozen plains of Arkhangelsk
[02:32.98]
[03:02.94]You hear it from the morning star
[03:05.25]
[03:07.26]What others brought
[03:09.19]
[03:11.31]And the land, forgot
[03:13.43]
[03:28.84]Soaring through the nether mills
[03:32.47]Through blazing stars, the time suns
[03:35.96]
[03:36.52]The grinder now that carries us
[03:40.27]Through the bloody end of Arkhangelsk
[03:46.58]