| The realm between the tides, where dawn begin to strike the sky
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| Mist, twilight moons, I want the tyrants to return
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| The doom of all to come, a time where chaos rule the one
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| Day of awakening, where we throne and reign the end
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| Thunderous march, fanfares of old
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| Fimbulwinter, we are called to ice
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| Sons of the north, darkened tales
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| Fimbulwinter, we are called to ice
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| Descendt upon our time, the count down to damnation
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| All dead and doomed, where the end knows day nor dawn
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| Cometh the untamed ones, so shall we thrive to rule 'em all
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| The sum of wrath, soon to reveal its evil sons
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| Thunderous march, fanfares of old
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| Fimbulwinter, we are called to ice
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| Sons of the north, darkened tales
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| Fimbulwinter, we are called to ice
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| The wrath of the beast descend
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| Gathering storms in the sky
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| Daylight darkened, thunder of the ice
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| The wrath of the beast descend and call us to ice
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| Across the snows, the throne of all thrones
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| We are by darkness found, to reveal a time to come
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| The northern souls, built to survive the eternal cold
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| Where the frost never cease, where the wind sing eternally
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| The heart of winter, that precede the end of the world
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| Thunderous march, fanfares of old
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| Fimbulwinter, we are called to ice
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| Sons of the north, darkened tales
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| Fimbulwinter, we are called to ice |