Stone blue eyes, nothing but vile and wicked
Groves of undead old ones, unknown through aeons past
Call of the symbol
Occult reich, drenched in curse
Lock eyes with eternity, obey your order, your call
Splinters like a butterfly, shards of ice whisper names
The grail as a weapon, majesty of blood and snow
Watching through the eyes of yore, graves seen through the water
Filled with a hollow plague, in the court of the King
Bring forth your lord, The King of Frost holds the code
Thou display thy father, reek of inhumanity
Grail winners beckon
Snarl as steel, grinds the ice
The crunch of bones shattering,
Brings forth his word, his sacred malice
Splinters like a butterfly, shards of ice whisper names
Filled with a hollow plague, majesty of blood and snow
Watching through the eyes of yore, brought to the water
The grove of the Ice King, deceased no more
Through these aeons, I have fed my mind
Festering knowledge of
occult and arcane
Beckon forth, my kingdom
To behold, this ethereal void
Splinters like a butterfly, shards of ice whisper names
Filled with a hollow plague, majesty of blood and snow
Watching through the eyes of yore, brought to the water
The grove of the Ice King, deceased no more
Glacial God born unto ice,
Presiding watcher never dies
Hold fast and wander, your vastness is pure
The King of Ice deceased no more
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