From the past the winds of Melancholy blow...
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I hear The Call of the ancient wind
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I feel its blow (and) its Freezing Cold
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And I see no more...
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For the wind has Frozen my eyes
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Hubris!
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Pride goes before Destruction
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And a haughty spirit
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Before A Fall
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I see not tomorrow, only the past
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The Cold Pain of Lost Burns my eyes
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I try to close my eyes, alas I can't
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For The Tears have Frozen my eyes
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Raped from all virtue
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I scream my Rage
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The millenium Harvest
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Is there a god left to pray to?
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Compassion, such a lie
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Choose your side
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Or be Shoved to the ground
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Depression (and) Aggression
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They're A Legion
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And I Mourn (for the past bygone)
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Mournfully I Weep for the future Lost
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The Freezing Cold (oh, The Cold!)
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Bloodred Tears my eyes Bleed
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For the past gone and (best?) Forgotten
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...And the wind Closed the gates of tomorrow
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Closed Gates Of Tomorrow ( The Cold Harvest)
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| Enochian Crescent |
