| Frost |
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| When I see the earth |
| Choked and dead and old |
| Ruled by a bloody sword |
| Falling sharp and cold |
| The poison seeps through all the gaps |
| We drown in scum and blood dark red |
| We stand by the sea |
| At the edge of light |
| Hear the fading screams |
| See the coming night |
| The winter brings a frost so cold |
| The year is yet worn out and old |
| Hold the blades up crossed |
| This is worst than hell |
| Spring shall come again |
| Like an endless spell |
| Still winter covers trees and lakes |
| A dreadful mist between the graves |
| And the birds of prey |
| Tear apart the night |
| Trust in pride and will |
| Comrades at your side |
| The swords are risen to the sky |
| The worst shall bleed before they die |
