SNOW FALLS UPON THE DARKEST SCENES OF WINTER
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FALLING INTO UNFATHOMED DEPTHS
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BELOW THE TREE LINE OF THE VAST FOREST
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ICY STREAMS FLOW AS SILENTLY AS
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THE APPROACHING FOOT FALLS OF DEATH
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ONLY THE RUSTLING OF LEAVES
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FROM A SINGLE NORTHERN BREEZE MAY BE HEARD
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HERE DWELL THE GREAT WARLOCKS,
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THE CONJURERS OF WINTER'S DEMONS
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DARK ONES AS ANCIENT AS THE ELDEST TREES
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OF THE MIGHTY FOREST
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THEY CHANT THE SPELLS OF FIRST SNOW
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WHICH ECHO THROUGHOUT THESE ANCIENT SYLVAN REALMS
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AWAKENING THE SLEEPING DEMONS
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OF THE PERPETUAL WINTER WOODS
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UNDER THE MAGNIFICENCE OF THE WINTER FULL MOON
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DEMONS WITH SOULS AS COLD AS THE WINTER WINDS
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AND DARK AS THE NIGHT THAT BIRTHED THEM
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THE BLACK ROBED MAGES SPILL THEIR OWN BLOOD
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IN SACRIFICE TO THE DARK HARBRINGERS OF WINTER'S GALE
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UPON THIS BLOOD THE DEMONS DRINK
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QUENCHING THEIR GREAT THIRST
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THROUGH THIS REBIRTH COMES THE RETURN
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OF THEIR CRYPTIC POWERS OF OLD
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NOW ALL MUST SUCCUMB TO WINTER'S DARK FOLD
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OR BE TORN ASUNDER BY IT'S ICY TALONS
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[LYRICS: SYNVORLATH, LORD OF THE ANCIENT MOON]
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[AND IXITHRA, LORD OF THE SYLVAN SHADOWS]
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Within The Sylvan Realms Of Frost
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| Demoncy |
