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Eerie coming pest

Push beyond time and rise

Polymorph creeping out

Cutting up ancient souls

Shores in the distance, peaks.

Oh, old rotting sun, molten star

Shall cosmic cold bury us all

Infested atoms with ash

Shirring over living eyes

Forces of the evening god

Unholy voices from the past.

All the humans in existence

Inhale lies...

A freezing cold - holy fallen

Oh, lonely wolf... Breath, fight!

Four astral ways to come and fall

Hold, lonely wolf...

Unholy wolves hold a lonely world

Oh, lonely wolf...