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Willed by winters so called frost |
| [00:40.78] |
Fixed the anxieties from grip |
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| [00:48.24] |
The frost that burned the honorees |
| [00:52.67] |
Underneath the heavy clouds |
| [00:55.90] |
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| [00:56.46] |
The lifted sword, the broken shield |
| [01:00.58] |
The end that drew the final word |
| [01:04.33] |
From the frozen mouth of Arkhangelsk |
| [01:09.20] |
Let them go, let them burn the world to cinders |
| [01:13.26] |
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| [01:13.95] |
Let the rats run down |
| [01:16.06] |
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| [01:16.63] |
Falling through the tungsten skies |
| [01:20.56] |
The burning clouds of Arkhangelsk |
| [01:25.49] |
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| [01:45.22] |
To the eye of judgment now |
| [01:50.10] |
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| [01:53.16] |
What will stand when the time of the end |
| [01:57.71] |
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| [01:58.90] |
Time of the end |
| [02:01.20] |
Center stone into fire |
| [02:04.20] |
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| [02:04.95] |
On to nothing and nothing to lose |
| [02:08.64] |
They gather, groaning to the souls |
| [02:12.45] |
Of the grinding winds of Arkhangelsk |
| [02:17.19] |
In the world when movement in |
| [02:20.13] |
The fabric, everything dies |
| [02:24.24] |
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| [02:24.93] |
The storm that sweeps the world away |
| [02:28.43] |
From the frozen plains of Arkhangelsk |
| [02:32.98] |
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| [03:02.94] |
You hear it from the morning star |
| [03:05.25] |
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| [03:07.26] |
What others brought |
| [03:09.19] |
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| [03:11.31] |
And the land, forgot |
| [03:13.43] |
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| [03:28.84] |
Soaring through the nether mills |
| [03:32.47] |
Through blazing stars, the time suns |
| [03:35.96] |
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| [03:36.52] |
The grinder now that carries us |
| [03:40.27] |
Through the bloody end of Arkhangelsk |
| [03:46.58] |
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