wrath, never can you defeat me For the sword is not forged that can be measured against my word Of infinite power, that which lights the black flame
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was open My eyes were clouded like a fool's The grief often pierced my mind And i wept Autumn passed and the old trees Lost their leaves to nakedness Stark, black
angels bred And I lit the flame of blasphemy's reign And now the heavens in ruin are laid I've travelled the woods, Where the light never treads And
free It's freezing my soul Now it will only freeze the ground It incarnates the snow of eternal winter As I'm purified from mortification I see the true light
Showing me a realm of crystal black And in the midst stood I Tears of blood then stain'd her cheeks as white as the snow from Nuit's black sky From
Creatures of darkness, of hatred Creatures of wastes and of pain I summon thee I conjure thee I call thee forth from thy abode From thy resting place
my wrath, never can you defeat me For the sword is not forged that can be measured against my word Of infinite power, that which lights the black flame
glancing over snow-dressed plains, with memories so old memories of evil deeds and dark winters so cold Hailing blackened warriors that never feared
eyes I can no longer see I lay my head down on the ice And let the snow Cover me I feel so weak I can no longer breath I see no light AH, Satan Take
