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Fixed the anxieties from grip |
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The frost that burned the honorees |
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Underneath the heavy clouds |
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The lifted sword, the broken shield |
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The end that drew the final word |
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From the frozen mouth of Arkhangelsk |
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Let them go, let them burn the world to cinders |
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Let the rats run down |
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Falling through the tungsten skies |
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The burning clouds of Arkhangelsk |
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To the eye of judgment now |
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What will stand when the time of the end |
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Time of the end |
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Center stone into fire |
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On to nothing and nothing to lose |
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They gather, groaning to the souls |
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Of the grinding winds of Arkhangelsk |
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In the world when movement in |
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The fabric, everything dies |
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The storm that sweeps the world away |
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From the frozen plains of Arkhangelsk |
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You hear it from the morning star |
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What others brought |
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And the land, forgot |
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Soaring through the nether mills |
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Through blazing stars, the time suns |
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The grinder now that carries us |
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Through the bloody end of Arkhangelsk |
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