Winter Kill
Black pines are piercing the sky.
The gale brings only doom and a moan,
In the white wasteland, frozen are the eyes.
Припев
This is the winter perdition,
Endless gloom of the falling snow.
The light is devoured, erased is the haven,
A realm of silent ice below.
Blood turns to ice in a freezing chest,
Shadows break upon the white crust.
There is no salvation, no end to the quest,
The northern storm grinds all to dust.
Припев
This is the winter perdition,
Endless gloom of the falling snow.
The light is devoured, erased is the haven,
A realm of silent ice below.
Cold... Gloom...
Death in the ice...
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