| The silent desolate eternity
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| All white as far as the eye can see
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| It is a haven for life beyond our boundaries
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| No normal life can survive in that cold, a place for Gods
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| So far away from human stupidity
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| The legend says that Volfram’s coming
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| Hiding in the northern winter
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| His legions growing constantly
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| Marching for redemption
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| Walking through this icy weather
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| The wind is biting on their faces
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| Crossing through an extreme tundra
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| A battle to face the world
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| Tundra… Tundra…Tundra…Tundra
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| Snow blind, so white cannot see the contours
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| Teardrops turn to ice before they hit the ground
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| Not a voice is heard, only boots marching into battle
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| Blindly led by the legendary leader, Volfram
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| So far away from human stupidity
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| The legend says that Volfram’s coming
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| Hiding in the northern winter
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| His legions growing constantly
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| Marching for redemption
|
| Walking through this icy weather
|
| The wind is biting on their faces
|
| Crossing through an extreme tundra
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| A battle to face the world
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| It will tear you down
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| It will destroy your mind
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| You will feel lost forever
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| As justice is nowhere to be seen
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| The legend says that Volfram’s coming
|
| Hiding in the northern winter
|
| His legions growing constantly
|
| Marching for redemption
|
| Walking through this icy weather
|
| The wind is biting on their faces
|
| Crossing through an extreme tundra
|
| A battle to face the world
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| Tundra… Tundra…Tundra…Tundran |