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Tranquility surfaced the snow, whiped by the coldest wind. |
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In this sorrowful night, the tears are frozen. |
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A cold heart of forgotten hope is crying in winter's sight |
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In a white land of fallen angels where serenity is damned. |
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In the melancholia of life, the warm blood is the sacrifice. |
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Mournful darkened cries. In the red wine is the salvation! |
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Dead kingdom of hate, the angel's wings are frozen. |
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Beneath these great skies, every will is confined. |
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Knowledge is lost through the annals of time clearing a path for the prophets of dark lies. |
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Among the unthruths the answer will be found, lies. From the darkened light will come the scarlet key. |
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Within the shades of evil, with fury, face the slaughter, the spirits are howling. |
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Screaming their inner pain at the father's sky, tears of blood are raining. |
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Surrounded by the obscure lamentations of the unforgiven |
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Into the barren atmosphere, from the depths,are roaring the thunderous cries. |
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On its magestic and mythic throne, the bestial Lord is laughting. |
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Despising the free living creatures made from a part of purity. |
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The damnation from its inner guts he has cast upon those worms. |
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In a mysterious incantation, lightning from the skies were triking. |
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Raising his sadistic armies and legions of blasphemous sinners. |
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Calling to him his servants, those who are immortal. |
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Invoking the thousand souls from the hellish graves and those from purgatory |
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And welcoming those who were dismissed from heaven. |
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Beneath this mournful darkness, lit by the moon without fire to warm the lost frozen soul, the spirits of evil are awoken. |
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From the very somber corners of the vast and dark horizon the black flags of the king of destruction are raised with power. |
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Announcing the infernal march against God's every creation. The light will be forever invaded by darkness |
