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Gorgot Assai |
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Belem.May the |
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Great Portal open to me,my voice thunder in thy nameand for the power of the |
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Lords of the |
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Great Frost. |
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The whirling air of the |
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North guide my spiritin the quest for glorious past. |
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And it was in the mist of timethat the death fires floodlighted darknessthe wind brought the smell of blood,the air of extermination and the exterminators outcry. |
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The blades of sacrifice deepened in the fleshand the nerves and the black seers raisedhearts still pulsating to unnamable |
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Godsfor their obscure prophecies. |
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Prepare now your soul for the embrace of the sacred death,may water suffocate your breath and flame consume your flesh,all this so that |
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Teutates, |
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Esus and Taranis protect my people. |
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Heavy and slow were the treads of the black warriorsin the |
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Aeron's march, dust rising like whirlswhile the horrible |
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Crow turned |
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His eyes to the battle remains. |
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Morighon was reigning among the stones of the timeless,where the stars engraved their symbolsand under the brightness of the moonthe initiates were enlighted on the |
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Great Secrets. |
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I want to reopen my eyes to look beyond the horizon of fear, |
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My God is in me,in the strenght of my arm,in the light of my sword. |
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Crom.I raise my arms to |
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Andraste,so that only massacre be in my eyes. |
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Crom.To the threshold of the abyss |
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I kneel,so that the |
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Three Furies invade my soul. |
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Crom.With wine |
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I honour the |
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Gods,so that inebriation draws me near them. |
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Crom.My face |
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I paint of moonlike all the sons of the dying sun lands, |
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I belong to |
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Her.Crom is in me. |
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Remote are now those archaic deeds in the mist of time,and the |
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Cimmeries testimonials sleepin the obscure silence of the tumuluslike ancient relics, mighty sigils to fragile ashes. |
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But the choirs will thunder again |
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Gorgot Necrod |
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Belem.May the |
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Great Portal close to you. |
