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Sad is the winter darkness covering the forest with the gelid wind

Coating the bones with the misery and anguish

The call of death arrives one day for me, guided by eternal darkness

The pale mist hovers over the shadows ornaments of sin

In the shadows of trees and density,

Spiritual connection with these forests

No God could compare this to its existence,

For its silence fulfils my dark soul

The silence breaks as the earth it shakes

The hill cracks as I attack,

A rumble rises as the sky explodes in black

Prepare for war sounds of armours and weapons reach the ears

Feeling of obscurity and hate pours into my soul