a_ravens_reflection_of_the_ancient_northland
As I Ride The Nocturnal Storm
Through This Eternal Winterland
The SilverMoon Shines Bright
Above The Naked, Cold Trees
And While I Descend Into A Sea
Of The Blackest
at_the_stone_of_ancient_wisdom
I call onto thee, Father of Sin
Eyes glowing with the flames of Hell
Sulphur-fire burning within
I call onto thee, enslaver of light
I'm your servant, your tool and so
in_the_profane_domain_of_the_frostbeast
Through the Grimlands, on paths unknown
Through the godless realm, following the visions call
Shadows, unite me with Evil
Let me chare your darkest pride
Unveil Thy ki
the_journey_of_the_ancients
Funeral Of The Mind
A Journey Called Dreams
To Kneel Before The Black
As The Gate Opens
I Follow The Raven
Through Moonlit Gates
Into Castles, Where Hym
the_serpent’s_blessing
through_rivers_of_the_eternal_blackness
The Cold Breeze Touches Me
And The Dark Clouds Fill The Sky
I Travel Alone
Ravens Land Next To Me
Their Eyes Are Black As The Night
They Guide Me Through
and_the_physical_shape_of_light_bled
Perish, thy presence is no longer
Feeble energy buried by time, by evolution, by man and mind...
Children of the Beast, Offspring of Hell
Time has come to reap, to triumph
preludium_ _lucifer,_aieth_gadol_leolam
no_tears_at_his_funeral
The WinterMoon Enlights The Funeral Sky
And Lost Souls Are Gather Here Tonight
Eyes Are Filled With Mourning Tears
But In My Mind No Grief Ever Entered
Soon I'll Spread My
spiritual_forces_of_evil_in_the_heavenly_realms
Plunged down are the twelve holy gates
Shattered angels, their blood stains the golden streets
Demonhordes, blaspheme the image of god
Seven spirits dead, never to be seen ag
with_his_triumph_came_fire
The earth trembles and shake,
The soil breeds flames
Demons rising with wings of fire
And He comes forth, the fallen from grace
Risen in rage
With swords of f
in_the_land_of_the_crimson_moon
These Frostclodded Wastelands
Where The Sun Has Blackened
Rivers Once So Rippeling
Now Frozen To Ice
The Snow Reflects The Light
Of The Immortal Moon
And The C
forest_of_summoned_spirits
As Howlings Sound
And The Moon Is Full
Candles Create The Only Light
While I Raise The Chalice Of Mine
I See Myself Reflected
In The Goats Eye
My Blood
a_hymn_to_the_northern_empire
The Northern Wind
Blows Above The Frozen Ground
And The Sky Is As Black
As The Eyes Of A Raven
Northland
The Artic Moon
Reflects In The Crystal S
as_the_morningstar_shineth
Cast to earth, to infiltrate man by birth
sowing the seed of sin, within
Trancedental darkness, veiling the world
Opening portals to thought unknown
Once forbidden by ligh
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