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I.
Behold the torment of your soul
Behold the suffer of your mind
Four beasts arriving full of hate
To bring the doom to humankind

II.
Their eyes so cold of frozen wrath
Their thoughts abhorrent as the dung
And only hatred, and bloodlust
And there's no chances to repugn

III.
There's nothing left but snow and ice
You know there is no chance to hide
And frosty creeps across your back
You know this is your time to die.

Chorus:
In the sky they're riding high
In the flames the frost will melt
Blackened fear of black decease
Icy breath of icy death

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