| I see the darkness falling on these fields
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| I feel the cold hands of the midwinter night
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| The claws of frost are plowing
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| The naked skin of mine
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| The painful harrow of the eclipse time
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| I see the angels falling… their wings so dark
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| The black spear of the night impales their hearts
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| I raise my hands towards the sky
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| And I feel the power of the glowing light
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| The seventh eclipse is burning
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| My flesh like the shining sun
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| Another star of the black heaven is going out
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| The goat of the shadows is praying
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| For the new black dawn to break
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| The seventh rain will wash all my years away
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| The fulfilment of this rite of night
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| Gives me the spirit of the northern pride
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| The children of the night are singing to me…
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| I’m one of them… forever free
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| The seventh eclipse is burning
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| My flesh like the shining sun
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| Another star of the black heaven is going out
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| The goat of the shadows is praying
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| For the new black dawn to break
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| The seventh rain will wash all my years away
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| The seventh eclipse is burning
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| My flesh like the shining sun
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| Another star of the black heaven is going out
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| The goat of the shadows is praying
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| For the new black dawn to break
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| The seventh rain will wash all my years away |