Far beyond the quiet
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Where the gods no longer reign
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The ice once formed the landscapes
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Into mountainsides and stains
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Many miles to walk here
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Still so many miles to stalk
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A place to be remembered
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Still the story is untold
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Waiting for the darkness
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Lights are soon to disappear
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Black clouds in the horizon
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Drift away in the open air
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A man stands on the hillside
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Watching the blackened sky
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Memorizing times from another age
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Now make his soul and spirit glance like fire
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See the ravens fly there
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Circling in the storm
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Hidden from the new world
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Where the spiritless are born
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Watching from his mountain
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Stands a man who knows his fate
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He who brought the legends
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And became a god himself
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Far beyond the stillness
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Where the gods no longer reign
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The ice once formed the landscapes
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Into mountainsides and stains
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The wisdom from the Dark age
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He brought forward to tell
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The lenghtening in his spirit
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Strong he carried his own fate
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Dedicated to Quorthon
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Far Beyond The Quiet
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