Endless tall mountainsides Gates to open wide Land of dragonbirths Sorrow always rains
On a frosty path to sorrow Guarded by unearthly beasts Darkening memories Claim that winter never dies
With bad moons enshrined In the heart Northern darkness walks With me hand in hand
Endless tall mountainsides Gates to open wide Land of dragonbirths Sorrow always rains What waits me there Behind the permafrost Views that eye can never bear At the stormy gates of mist I'm still standing...
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