Album : Pure Holocaust
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The mighty sound of damnation callsAs the holocaustsky draw nearAbove the sorms over baeskadeRule the power of the vrillaIt has come to ride the seven wintersWith winds of war and winds of coldLightning strike the northlandLeading us into seasons of frostStand in the fog with so cold a heartWatching the death of the sunValleys abound a thousand of coffinsThe holocaust has just begunIt's the march of the blasphemous massesInto damnation all will fallChapels of black unholy demonsChanting the words of the funeral ritesPure holocaustChanting the words of the funeral ritesChapels of black unholy demonsInto damnation all will fallIts the march of the blasphemous massesThe holocaust has just begunValleys about a thousands of coffinsWatching the death of a sunStand in the fog with so cold a heart
The mighty sound of damnation callsAs the holocaustsky draw nearAbove the sorms over baeskadeRule the power of the vrillaIt has come to ride the seven wintersWith winds of war and winds of coldLightning strike the northlandLeading us into seasons of frostStand in the fog with so cold a heartWatching the death of the sunValleys abound a thousand of coffinsThe holocaust has just begunIt's the march of the blasphemous massesInto damnation all will fallChapels of black unholy demonsChanting the words of the funeral ritesPure holocaustChanting the words of the funeral ritesChapels of black unholy demonsInto damnation all will fallIts the march of the blasphemous massesThe holocaust has just begunValleys about a thousands of coffinsWatching the death of a sunStand in the fog with so cold a heart
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