| The wolves bark with wind in summertime.
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| As the moon passes the shadows. |
| It was a grim tale.
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| The wolves pry the limbs from the conquered ones.
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| Carnage consumes the emptiness.
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| Wait till my spirits come forth.
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| Violate all his chosen ones.
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| Drink the fires of death.
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| Carrying the deaths of his fallen warriors
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| deep inside of him, in his eyes.
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| Walk upon this Earth tonight,
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| carrying the staff of cold souls.
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| Appear the sign of evil will.
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| They appear, Death and Destruction,
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| to a time (when) the angel cries.
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| Open your eyes again now, he is here.
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| He is the master of fear.
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| He is the wind, He is the storm.
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| He is the woods, He is the roots.
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| Nobody will escape the wrath of the Tyrant.
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| Forever the Beast shall wander the Earth. |