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winter of regret, without light

frozen death, takes my sight

trace back the Earth, follow the Blood

spit in the faces of the multiplying hordes

Lachrymal death, Take this Flesh

Awash in Earth, Awash in Blood

carved hollow by piercing winds

lost amid the screaming void

consecrating into a River of Sorrow

disintegrating into the void

desecrate-to scar the eyes

fallen wolf, instinctual survival

let loose my veins into the stream

consecrate this fallen life

Lachrymal death, Take this Flesh

Awash in Earth, Awash in Blood