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Feel the wind slowly approachingfrom the deep fiords in the north
Slaying the remains of the fading automnto reign and vigil earth
As escort knights of the frost
Behind them flocks of ravens
Blessed are those who sail with theethey'l bring calm to this unsettled world
Dreadfull whispers broke the silence
The living became statues of paleness and iceon their cheeks flew tears of bloodtears of blood
With lifted swords they rode out from the northto conquer and desolate light
Born before time in an infatuated darkness so coldpreparing the automn's entombment
And of breeze came stormangels were captured by clouds so black
At the horizon's edge a rainbow fledcolours fading absorbed by a moon so red
Crying statues of paleness and ice
Dying in the paleness and ice
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