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Under a freezing moon
a night begins
two birds flying
on a white landscape
Black wings like the
niflheim pit

The silence of the freezing night
killed by their scream

They are , they are
extensions of the great god
in war eve , they come with us.
They are , they are
the guardians of our fate,
they gave us their virtues
and now we sing for him.

Laying over the tree of life
the memory ad knowledge
with his presence honor us
the great father of all

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