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Буревій
Frost kills the sight, icecold wind cut like razor By the death serpent, steel shalt rip lifeblood from heart Upon the last shore, there spirit stood alone Forever black tides covered his firmament
Those grim tides - are to strangle every breath Wolfish jaws of gloom - to swallow every ray of light In the void of darkness - reality is frozen to ice So the flesh dies - but still unbroken is path
"...nothing is over with death As a winged slektning of grey murderer By the flaming algiz against the roaring storm Spirit is to soar - onwards!!!"
Til vaers og fram A stormride is to leave behind The ruin of life where the bridge Of all it's forms falling down wrapped in flames
Target of spirit - to achieve immortality Force take it away from death's twisted claws Firmness of greed for thought Exalted him high above the ashes By the stormwind of Universe stardust Upon the wings of steel To the abyss of eternity
True gestalt of ragnarok - do
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