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Solitude
05:53
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Immolating the Temple
04:12
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Songs of blood rise above the spear-din of battle, feed their hunger. Sons of the end times forged in the cold of hatred, great power. Fire met with fire, blood trade for blood. Settle the score with purifying violence, last solution from the hands of hate. Show no mercy for inhuman hordes, no caritas from the north wind. They want war we give them war from our sword to their hearts. Defile their perverse machine, leave none spared by our blade. Fire met with fire, blood trade for blood, settle the score with purifying violence, last solution from the hands of hate.
Gather skulls of enemies, zero tolerance policy. They receive no mercy, their god will not set them free. Gather skulls of enemies, zero tolerance policy. They receive no mercy, their god will not set them free.
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Sharpened screams, a lonely wood, runes surrounding me. Hanged god, gallows call from the trees. Nine days, nine nights, path divine. Secrets of past lives, show yourself. Cast the runes on the flame. Dreams of ancient hymns. Call of time beckoning, lurking faces pale. Seal this place on my forgotten memory. Visions grant me ancient powers, powers from beyond.
Dark chant grants me powers of the ages. Dark chant grants me powers of the ages.
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Funerals
07:47
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Cold as winter's night, dead as eyelid-thaw. Driver of the storm, enemy of God. You left me to bury the bones of your sins. You gave away what wasn't yours to give. Flame-farewelled dreams of your kin. I have only hate. Sickening as plague, destiny destroyed. Storm of steel betrayed, decay devours all. You left me to bury the bones of your sins. You gave away what wasn't yours to give. Flame-farewelled dreams of your kin. I have only hate. You will know how it feels to be alone.
Flame-farewelled dreams, you're gone. Flame-farewelled dreams, you're gone.
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Onward to the End
08:51
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I am the sky-fire, I am the mountains. I am the blood of a thousand ages. Onward to the end. Worry not for me, weep not for me. Death is but a journey. Bright eyes and bold heart, lead the eternal hearth. Bright eyes and bold heart, lead the eternal hearth. Death awaits me, no memory will fade. Death awaits me, no memory will fade.
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