Sweet is the way when my naked faith reaches the last breath
The incinerated snow falls, tempting to the gods to slow my steps
Thousands of voices are warning: soon the fog will fall
Laments proclaim a new disciple of down
Another Soul had fell in our spell, to enjoy the legions from beyond
So accept my great lord: King of all Darkness this new disciple of down
They don't believe in the morning’s colour finding the answers in
The decline of the death I saw myself without peace anymore
Laments proclaim a new disciple of down
We we’re created in ancient times, slowly, building an army of curse souls
So accept my great lord: King of all Darkness this new disciple of down
Galloping of the horses is closing a circle around,
From the sky they fall as the wind, delicate angels with black eyes
And wounded colour ruby
They harvest my hope, dies the long summer and
The entropy begins
Oh! Leaves I miss your grey and wet autumn stay where
Crows lovers hide at the stones and a light illuminates one
Last and dark kiss
Suddenly is too late and shades are darker than the night
We feel unseen as beautiful stars, dim for clouds of reality
Far and away comes an unreal storm carries of reality bringer of icy lands
It’s a new age, a new dawn so be preparing for
a freezing season
Descending a strong, dark, and freezing breath
from the choir of thousands infinites rebellious against god
I have an army of broken hearts with Satan overhead
We feel far from the light, Feeling desire to murder
To the hidden one Behind a white veil they feed a lie
We are the only true, so be preparing
Another Soul had fell in our spell, to enjoy the legions from beyond
So accept my great lord: King of all Darkness this new disciple of down
They don't believe in the morning’s colour finding the answers in
The decline of the death I saw myself without peace anymore
Laments proclaim a new disciple of down
We we’re created in ancient times, slowly, building an army of curse souls
So accept my great lord: King of all Darkness this new disciple of down
We have been fed of their hand,
and now they’re feeding of our pain
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