Cold sharp hail is blown into my face by a
We are besieged by our enemies,
their armies have gathered
And now we've gathered for the battles that lie ahead.
Rumours
Why hast thou forsaken me?
Why hast thou turned away thy
Loyalty, a fading memory of the past.
The spies of
Guds Ord Fra Vår Munn, Lysets Barn, Skal Runge
De Onde,
My soul hungers for human blood, Every day I yearn
Silence!
The screams that haunted me have returned.
Crawling.
I feel their claws
Silently we marched through forests and marshes
Our arrows waiting
The Messias has come upon our earth to bring us
We had grown tired of this endless war.
We thought
Your name I call in this darkened world
Where the night
The winter sun shines upon the path that lies before
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