Enshrined on the burial ground On the path to the cemetary gates My grave sunk in the river to the cemetary pit Spiritual voices called through chilling smoke Frozen visions of a dying realm Under a blasting sky Hate rises from an infernal tomb A shadow with black wings Eternal years on the path to the cemetary gates In the chains of cold with the hate to all Eternity surround me I am real as the earth As dark winds fade away no one knows where I am gone Tasting the cold from the shining gates
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