| From the dark ancient temples
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| Horrible palaces
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| From the land of dark forests
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| Kingdom of snow and frost
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| Where true evil dwells
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| Where flames are spiritual food
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| Where black satanic holocaust strikes
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| And people are baptized in blood
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| I come with the northern winds
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| I remain true, closed in icy heart
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| Fire!
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| Cold, I’m standing in the moonlight
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| Demons return to me every night
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| Fill my soul with sacred power
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| Mystical whispers resound with hallow echo
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| Spread out my hands
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| Cold, north majesty rises
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| Unsilent winds strike this pagan landscape
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| Where gods sit high on the oaken thrones
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| Fire!
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| I’m the dark warrior, presented in flames
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| Carried on the hellish wings of fire
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| I discover the deepest desires, feel delight
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| I destroy all the god’s laws
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| I am almighty, immortal power |