I know it clear this one Year it yells among the holy Bells
Come-to Vitrunian Cage, to this grim and haunting Age
Haunts with Grim (the Mortal Ones)
I am Son of This (threatening Native)
So misanthrophic to regular unknown Man

Once a Autumn Night my Hunger demands
and I

Hovering calls onto white chasms fog
Awakes him of his midnightly dreams
Gathering tortures and unheaven screams
Gleams in his eyes with an hungering glare.

Yes you almighty sins of unholy nosferatu
Your loyal slaves sail to the temple of stormblood
Now able to freeze h

She notices some careful taps
On the wooden floor
And on that rotten slats
Fast her scared heart pounders
As her candleflame fades
The plenifog chiseles her grimly wonders

In a weaker light she notices the fog to late
Those coldness' froze her bed at night
So pu

Soon i was disgusted...
....by their feared faces
And their hypocritical words (begging for help)
Paralysed from the awkwardness
Of their stupid thoughts, felt i have had
Something to clean, like this weak and false.
And f really asked myself,
Are their similar to the

Rock and stone built up ny home
Moor and wood grow on my hood
I am tundra in wolfish shields
Me the tundra the stanny fields
Their dark and eery nights
Me the tundra the sailor of sights

Rock and stone built up my home
Moor and wood grow on my hood
A change once

When the right cover s the land,
How a corpsecloth.
When the moon with's pale light
Brake through the branches to the ground.
When the fog slid through the wood
With great effort
And wraps villages and valleys with grey veil.

The day tuns to night
And the life i

If nostalgia freeze the norse reaper
The storms are near to escape
Raped are the Fields...
His Harvest gone with hunger

Mourn...Mother of many Nights
If their priests had failed
In the gallows of Nindalf
A short sleep is now for eternity...

Through the Mysteri

Into the.wood&ef dripping blood
Storms are calling for a gather in mouldraz
Armed with hate wrapped into flesh
Welcome the bastards of death

Warm pieces of flesh squirt into my face
Rise and bring me back tothe bloodlakes
Where my disfigure slaves cry
I will see

Sudden awakening, oh these fiercy screams
One eye is searching the mankind
And the black hail is falling with wings
a colesblack caravan
such words are carried by concerned voices
you bloodhorny murderes
such words sounds in my ears

Ravens raw journey
pushed by

Slew down to the plateau of inhumanity
Slashed down by the swords...
It sounds so virgin - clear out the forest and into my ear
Slaughtered in a misanthrophic intent...

A bell tolls in the midst of night
Small hamlets there now left by light
Darker mists blew over the legions of frost
And its humans lie slumbering
In rabid darkness lost

Like a time of greed is coming
With pale spindly hands
...mysteriis of this rapacious lands

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With whiffchill the Fog soars, while over her Sighs
The Night wants lay; A nostalgic dreaming in quiet remorse
Hours passing slowly since he went yesterday.

She remembers his Words... "Your Love is my Power,
f will be back in one Hour" -and rode away into the Pale
Without n

Remote deep Waters roaring on that rocky Shore,
this Vortex many Sailors worrying,
now seaweeded Grave of Elenore.
Mourning for my mellow Sweet, while chill Sprays are soar
...my Tears want never ending...

After my last Beat of Anger past, I rode back to the Highland.
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