[00:40.780]Fixed the anxieties from grip
[00:45.920]
[00:48.240]The frost that burned the honorees
[00:52.670]Underneath the heavy clouds
[00:55.900]
[00:56.460]The lifted sword, the broken shield
[01:00.580]The end that drew the final word
[01:04.330]From the frozen mouth of Arkhangelsk
[01:09.200]Let them go, let them burn the world to cinders
[01:13.260]
[01:13.950]Let the rats run down
[01:16.060]
[01:16.630]Falling through the tungsten skies
[01:20.560]The burning clouds of Arkhangelsk
[01:25.490]
[01:45.220]To the eye of judgment now
[01:50.100]
[01:53.160]What will stand when the time of the end
[01:57.710]
[01:58.900]Time of the end
[02:01.200]Center stone into fire
[02:04.200]
[02:04.950]On to nothing and nothing to lose
[02:08.640]They gather, groaning to the souls
[02:12.450]Of the grinding winds of Arkhangelsk
[02:17.190]In the world when movement in
[02:20.130]The fabric, everything dies
[02:24.240]
[02:24.930]The storm that sweeps the world away
[02:28.430]From the frozen plains of Arkhangelsk
[02:32.980]
[03:02.940]You hear it from the morning star
[03:05.250]
[03:07.260]What others brought
[03:09.190]
[03:11.310]And the land, forgot
[03:13.430]
[03:28.840]Soaring through the nether mills
[03:32.470]Through blazing stars, the time suns
[03:35.960]
[03:36.520]The grinder now that carries us
[03:40.270]Through the bloody end of Arkhangelsk
[03:46.580]