The somber moon is feeling my grief
Sorrowful spells, cast into the wind of ruin
The death will appear, in dense mist of the forest
Shadows of deceased reflect in the trail of snow
Her tears made for rivers, freezing in cold
Wind cries upon her lonely grave
Soil marked by razor and snow
Buried deep in the roots of a dying tree
This winter night seems to last forever
Moon so pure, gazing upon the land
The night embraced by darkness
The bliss of cold sorrow... Compelling....
"The soulless beings laid upon the wind
Death is glaring among the frozen trees
Lurking at the forming piles
Piles and mountains of skulls and blood
Self-murder of the kind
Self sacrifice in the name of evil
Yet when the being dies only darkness awaits"

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