In the shadow of the valley the pain was born And fear and freezing thrill And cold sweet and shaking of lips And chaos to the life has risen from the dead From the forests of north he came Bathed in rain of untamed hate Bathed in splendor of glory? I'm talking to you: "Save yourself from hosts of a black oracle For you will be exterminated" Death to bodies and soul The gore will blow Bodies diverted to scraps Rapid stream of black resin Souls burning in the fire of anarchy The pain is like a herd of wolves It always follows the path of sweet blood
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