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Crushed by the cold |
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Winds pierce your soul |
| [00:43.62] |
The master of the ice blade |
| [00:46.17] |
Stops at nothing to find you |
| [00:48.51] |
No way to feel safe |
| [00:53.13] |
Death approaches faster |
| [00:54.09] |
Step into my realm |
| [00:55.44] |
The legend the ice master |
| [00:57.93] |
No escaping my staff |
| [01:00.24] |
Haunted unholy spear |
| [01:02.58] |
Try to come within my reach |
| [01:04.65] |
No mortal can come hear |
| [01:07.14] |
Impenetrable force field |
| [01:09.54] |
Protects the ghastly lair |
| [01:11.97] |
Chainmail woven by a specter |
| [01:14.46] |
And shiled made by a necromancer |
| [01:24.30] |
Could haunting death |
| [01:28.38] |
You should not have come here |
| [01:30.87] |
Trying to find a hidden treasure |
| [01:32.73] |
A shocking death is near |
| [01:36.45] |
Treacherous no honor with my actions |
| [01:37.38] |
A frozen heart commands to blade |
| [01:40.20] |
Ice brand wielded by the bastard |
| [01:49.68] |
The lycan ghost none kills faster |
| [01:54.54] |
Icicles of blood |
| [01:56.73] |
Ornament my palace my home |
| [01:59.04] |
Banshees scream in the wind |
| [02:01.26] |
The souls I have made my own |
| [02:03.63] |
Ice spirits dance in the sky |
| [02:06.12] |
Flickering like flames of ice |
| [02:08.46] |
All victims of the arctic master |
| [02:10.71] |
The frozen ghosts none kills faster |
| [02:45.99] |
The smell of ice warns you of your fate |
| [02:48.72] |
Could haunting death to any who venture |
| [02:49.80] |
This land is ruled by ghastly phantom |
| [02:53.13] |
Impaled by the frozen saber |
| [02:59.40] |
Could haunting death |
| [03:26.07] |
Ice cold banshee none kills faster |
| [03:31.41] |
Halberd blessed by the ice lord |
| [03:35.67] |
Keeps the trenchant thieves at day |
| [03:36.45] |
Greedy treasure seekers |
| [03:38.16] |
Unrelenting I will slay |
| [03:38.91] |
Treacherous no honor with my actions |
| [03:40.95] |
A frozen heart commands to blade |
| [03:50.70] |
Ice brand wielded by the bastard |
| [03:55.23] |
The lycan ghost none kills faster |
| [03:57.33] |
Daggers are thrown |
| [04:04.05] |
Frozen sabers cut through the snow |
| [04:05.91] |
The smell of ice drives me to kill |
| [04:08.25] |
Brutality no need for any skill |
| [04:11.19] |
Treacherous no honor with my actions |
| [04:12.63] |
A frozen heart commands to blade |
| [04:15.72] |
Ice brand wielded by the bastard |
| [04:16.47] |
The lycan ghost none kills faster |
| [04:20.55] |
In this cold haunting death |