We are preachers of
Innocence´s light, winter is our
Fate, clouded our days. All
White is snow deep in night,
Wind blowing soft among us.
Sweet snow deep in the path of
Procession an little lights of
Our hands falling into the
Ethereal forest.
"The dreams are in the cave to
astral babilonys
Marduk, Belzeebub, Nergal,
Samael Lilith, gods of our world.
If I´m in the path of dreams my
Immortality is gone.
A world of false prophets is this".
We are preachers of
innocence´s light, winter is our
fate, clouded our days, clouded
days over our forest. My
winter I want to bless wind
blowing soft among us.

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