cold earth of our cold earth with blood creeping on the path clinging to the fairytale which the call religion they are slayed by our demons of war and
"human dreams - such a fruitful place to plant the seeds of terror." child i arise in your dreams as a creature - of dread as a demon - or a wicked witch
i am hear to bring fear into your life like the icy north wind i live i will be there i will tease you endlessly no matter where you run you will know
Under fire were you born Son of god and mortal Under warrior's moon Shining one of an age gone by Throw the spear of destiny Spill the blood Victorious
Sacrilege By my hand They look upon the old As a worthless pale memory The defiling of our land And glorious nature Shall become their undoing And powers
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where tie is tortured where suns and moons are pitch black where demons fear the darkness where cold is death mystic god unholy wars no honour in death
In solitude I stand Awaiting a manifestation A sign to cross the threshold of life A spirit guides my way Unmasked death speaks to me His venomous tongue
my pale soul on one of my bold mountains shines under my moon i hold my torch high i stand up against my black sky glow in the light of the moon more
for all the thousands i've killed for all the children i've tortured for all the souls i've burned hear a demons cry you carved into me the darkened lusts
within you it lies since the rise of your time you've feared it ignored but truth never lies its existence marked at the birth of time the darkness inside
The mountains are cold and strong the snow is pure and fresh this provides me with strength embraced by the grey mountains and the strong king winter,
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From blood-drenched earth The mighty oak arises From its roots Flow rivers of death Shadowed bodiless forms The rotting cores of the damned Drifting -
en evig vandring et inderlig onske hos et lite barn et mektig barn et avkom av ild dette vesen skal tilkalle en makt som skal blafre i nordens mektige
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The dark veil of a man's hate Remains as the true glory Within a warrior's heart See the blackened sky The ravens as they fly Prophecy Chaos and majesty
high fathers - teaching knowledge - increasing wandering through lands listening - mysterious folk lore enchantment - through books desire - to learn
