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Cryptic Frost
04:40
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The Arctic Moon, shining bright,
Stench of Death, fills the night,
My lifeless body, buried deep
In this Cryptic Frost.
Through the ice, my cold dead eyes,
Gaze towards the sky,
My soul immersed in sorrow,
My body tossed to a pit of despair.
My screams, the wind in the trees,
My tears, falling snow.
Becoming one with this world,
My journey must be told.
"The light of the moon shining deep within the ice,
Allowing my soul to slip free into the Night."
Betrayed by Affinity, for an apocryphal cause,
Demoted of meaning, this Kingdom is caught,
In the hands of impurity, this battle we've lost.
Deprived of life, stricken down by the blade of a kinsman,
My cursed soul trapped beneath the ice of shadow lake.
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Serpents of Deception
03:33
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Shadowed in Darkness, the world began distrust,
Loss of concern for my fellow man.
The truth's in my heart, we've dwindled apart,
To suffer alone in the black arts of apathy.
Come forth my children, for you have suffered enough.
I want you to see what's blatant to me,
As the lies you've learned to believe.
Your truth is shadowed in lies, buried deep within our realm of time,
Betrayed of your trust, betrayed of your innocence.
You fought to the death, but not for this kingdom,
But for the wrath of a Man.
Rise with me children, together we'll conquer this world,
We'll cast a shadow that will darken the sky, for most of this century.
Step forth, in the cover of night. March towards to castle,
The flames of a pyre, grow higher, and higher,
Lighting the Dawn of this Age.
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Absconding into Twilight
04:23
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Lost in Obscurity
05:46
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A Cimmerian Perdition
05:11
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Flames spread to the wings of the castle,
Pummeling smoke in the corridor starts to burn our lungs,
Escaping from Åsmund's attack, He lusts control of the Kingdom,
The flames still nipping our backs, charred bone and ash we'll become,
Great Haste should be made, this kingdom shall fade,
Her son, our phoenix, will rise from the ash.
This kingdom shall reign through the reynolds in time of a cimmerian perdition, rising from the ash.
"We'll make them suffer, slain to their knees,
Soon they shall suffer, hearts filled with agony,
Her son, Our phoenix, will come to see
This House of Serpents,
This Snake they call a King"
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Souls trapped beneath the ice of Shadow Lake; Dwelling in the Moonlight.
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