| Among the blackness icy prevailed
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| I draw the black curtain of death
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| Thousand of lost souls fallen
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| In the depth of the crypts of pain
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| Through the voices of the past
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| The angles of damnation follow me
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| Travel through the (foot) lost paths
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| The huge black forests
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| During the eternal nights of a funeral winter
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| Drowned in the shadow
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| Light the kingdom of deads
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| Has condemned my soul
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| Has haunted the hibernal forests!
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| My coffin burn in a chapel
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| By the flames of damnation
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| Will still remain now and forever
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| In a ceremony of the shadows of the past
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| And the souls will recall the way of my cremation
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| With the singing the voices of the night
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| On the threshold at the gates of the kingdom
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| Of the shadows behold the moonlike throne
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| I cry for my anterior life
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| But at dawn of my rebirth
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| And by the power of my blasphemy
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| I raise with the forces of evil
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| My curse is eternal!!!
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| The wolves howling their song
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| Towards the gates of hell
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| The northern abysses let to hear
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| Among these leed north winds
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| The weeps of victims sacrificed
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| To bloody rites of shub-niggurath
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| The black goat of the eternal woods
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| When the night is deep
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| And the sun is in the sign of ram
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| The chant of darkness will be uttered
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| Towards the northern winds
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| The key will be turned
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| And the gates will open
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| Facing us, in the darkened kingdom |