In The Mist Of The Twilight You Could See Me Come To Walk The Endless Woods Alone The Earth Is Freezing As I Walk It Become Colder.
Forever Descending In A Place Of The Moon Where Shadows Moves With Grotesque Eyes Where Demons Rise
Surrounded By Black And Mourning Moonfog And The Eyes Of The Dark Ones Sempiternal Woods Wait Only For Me A Path Opens Clearly The Sun No Longer Rises Over Cold And Forgotten Valleys The Sun No Longer Rises Where I Walk And Where I Come I Believe In Tragedies I Believe In Desecration To The North And Into Eternal Winters To The North In The Grip Of Eternal Frost
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