as needles of ice
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are the ill winds' talons
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the coldest of shadows
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they seep unto the bone
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with hackles raised on my neck i feel
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the rancid breath of the betrayer
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i heed you not and i give no ground
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with words of power the holy unbound
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christ majestic
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the shadows retreat
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ruler saviour
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no quarter asked and none to receive
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with words of power the holy unbound
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defilers cast out shivering at the sound
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christ arisen vacant gaping tomb
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come divine wrath the slayer of doom
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all praise to the lion
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king of all tribes
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you reach across time
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with the warcry
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the wicked exist in forgotten exile
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and the saint has refuge in his end
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Warcry
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Ethereal Scourge |