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I walk through the frostbitten forest

Dragging my bloody mace and my chains

I seek my eternal triumph tormented by the atrocious deaths in battle

I feel the presence of hidden spirits in the shadows

An agonic and annoying howl of the frozen wind

Guides my path towards the forgotten throne by desolation

I look for the liberation from this fucking world, my only future is death

Leaving behind the frozen forest I enter a new dimension

A land surrounded by waterfalls and a false steppe

I feel again the presence of spirits between the shadows

I hear the screams of the ancestors; I smell the blood and chaos

Still thirsty of revenge on this winter night

I will leave this world behind and join my old warlike souls

Only then I will be able to reach the eternal triumph, death