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One death remains it is cloaked in darkness and I can’t see nothing

but a frozen landscape in a dream which I have dreamed a thousand times

Far too many bridges burned

At the edge of the world shall we jump in turns

For we are the guilty, the ones to blame for turning the world into ash and flames.

We hear them speak in tongues,

I let them burn my eyes

Where light differ, we cross our paths.

The Fire Within Him Burns.

We see them dance in fog,

We hear them speak no lies

Where light differ, we cross our paths.

The Fire Within Him Burns.

Through the tired eyes of an old man

I watched and beheld as a world burned

I opened the gateway for those sworn to take revenge

The Forlorn Gods of the north shall rise again from the their slumber

And with violence be the victorious.

I en dal av iskristaller

I en dal där blod beklär dess is

Var själ tas för att aldrig ges tillbaka

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