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Cleanse steel in carnage - Unleash chthonic Darkness.
Scud stochastic vortex - Blitz vicious bastards.
Sheath blades in carcass - Disembowel tangled skein.
Upon ripe flesh we harvest - Human grain mortal pain.

Reaper rides on genocides' arc of scythes.

Combat casts the warrior - warfare marks the age.
Stone to bronze to iron - steel is our rage!
Blood soaked grimoires spell - Hel a million ways.
Vellum spills the venom - a poison chalice sprays.

Gods of War! Exhort the hordes as battle roars.
A Dragon dives Belching hives of serpent flies

Scribes skewer history - Truth dies in the telling
Scribes skewer history - Truth dies in the yelling of lies!

Afford us our sins. Bloodlust our wings.
In death's domain of Winterbane.

Death wept that grim day - gutting ghost from viscera.
Flaying soul from the clay - cleaving mind from terror.
Reavers rode roughshod - 'cross the skull-crushed plain.
Legions mass the grave - where spirits shriek insane.

Fire drakes dive. Burn ranks alive. Dead worlds collide.

Ravens glide. Swoop and pluck the Hero's eyes.

Scars carve the memory - truth lies in the cutting.
Scars carve the memory - truth lies in the culling of lies.

Seraphim soar above the ichor.
The sea of slain at Winterbane.

Wilderness will not claim the beast.
Nor civilized state deny its feast.
Not gibberish of madman, hysteric chant of priest.
Nor lovers' brutal sighs, lend the savage peace.

A demon raised in flames must stride.
Stricken trails in stark divide.
The frozen waste of Winterbane.
To face the monster still inside.
Deep within its burning eyes.
A killer stirs, starts to rise. . .
Reavers ride the ice-crest tides.
Thunderous hooves churn the skies.

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