The Frostbitten Woodlands Of Norway

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From the ice-cold norwegian hills From the frozen silver mountain And from my world I consider you as dead... I am born of evil and of sin And I always walked unholy paths That you never seen or heard of... And I must fight this endless battle alone... You freeze to death In morning mist Great vast landscape Frostbitten woodlands Frozen tundra Hellish blizzard storms Here snow will always fall Black majestic winter magic The evil frozen moonlit nights There exists no fucking God!!! This is my Pandaemonium!!! The unholy north!!! The cold grip of frost... Cold grip of frost!!! Screams from tormented souls Echoes in these towering mountains The burning pain Is meant to last The direction of the cold winds Brings the putrid smell of death And heretics and devils stand up And ride towards unholy death Inhuman coldness Hellish winds Black demons of the past Norwegian winter hell Violent battlecries Perverted deathnoise Victorious echoes of war Death and despair Candlelight, by own blood And heathen heritage

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