Usher winds in daylights blood, dark forever more
Cursed breeze from wretched seas, black upon the shores
Fetid breath of timely ones, returned to claim again
Union in ancient sorceries, compelled beyond the dead
I raise the Frozen Sword Of Death!
Under this moon
Declared upon my vengeance
In the words of old, this blackened oath
Weep upon me angels
Blood frost the oaken limbs
Ash of heavens, snowfall in the breeze
The whispers of the swordhand
Steel carress in violence
Storm eternity
Burgeon the shadow bane
For faith awaits the torment
Of its final days
Cutting down the idols
With a frozen sword of death
Behold the bitter mountain's son, mold of hatred scorn
Unearthed in the moonlight words, death in its return
Forged with hellish might to holocaust this world
In the presence of ghosts
I cannot weep
Their silence
Will be peace
This world was never to keep
The absent Gods
The withered hearts
The suffered bones
The waking dream
All to be buried
And lain beside
This Frozen Sword of Death
Death
And its great recalling
By my hand!
Oh
The whispers of the swordhand
Steel carress in violence
Storm eternity
Hark
Burgeon the shadow bane
For faith awaits the torment
Of its final days
Cutting down the idols
With a frozen sword of death
Fall eternity!
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