See this form of darkness
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and search its endless feast
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Floating through this storm
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immortal histories
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Cold and destructive
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Wisdom which hailed from the north
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crushing all good
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With a touch of bare skin
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Spread total fear through them hordes
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As chaos strikes
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and weakness dies
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Armed in iron weapons
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Die to reach the sky
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Brave men into battle
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Allfather, greet me in your hall
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A creation
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All it will rise again
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Warriors strive for vengeance
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Ancient shapes of creation
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Creations Of An Ancient Shape
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In the Woods |