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A freezing winter sweeps the land |
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A creeping frost sets in |
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The fog encircles the castle |
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Surrounded by a total silence |
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Black clouds weigh upon from above |
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The candles are the only lights |
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The trance is getting deeper |
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Reaching upon thy mighty thrones |
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Then an iceblue shimmer hits the wall |
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The wind whistles a melancholy tune |
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Feel their presence |
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Oskorei |
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During dark and stormy nights of winter |
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You may see the lights of Thule |
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Aurora Borealis |
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Crossing the wastes of the northern fields |
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Frozen by the cold that paralizes the will |
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Enter the darkest depths of the northern woods |
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Tormented by the heat of the hellburning flames |
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Black moon rising from the sea way up north |
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Wotan rides across the sky |
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His fallen warriors hails him high |
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A freezing winter |
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A creeping frost |
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Black moon rising |
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Thy mighty thrones |
