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Cryptic Winterstorms

A black sunset rises under the funeral sky

The freezing waters below as mirrors made of funeral mist

The blasting sky above and the fullmoon is on the rise.

My hear blows in the winds of reap

Still I float with the cold diabolical massacrewinds

On the bestial wings of evil

Above the mountainside and into cryptic winterstorms

I long for eternal frost and black winters

Asleep in the cold lakes awake in the stars in the sky

And silent the walleyes in the North

Where I once were a proud warrior

Where I belong where I bath my soul in doom fire fog

Where I ride deaths cold winds in the battles in the North

As a Norse warrior I rode the dark walleyes

With longsword in hand sworned to throne dark lands

And to return to my master in the blue mist of the dying sunset

A black sunset dies under the funeral sky

My hair blows into winds of reap

Still I float with the cold diabolical massacrewinds

On the overshadowed bestial wings of evil

Above the mountainside and into cryptic winterstorms forever

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Cryptic Winterstorms / Immortal

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