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In The forest of chaos and destruction, old man sit on his wooden stumpthrone eating flesh, victim's bones rattles man's mouth.

Total despair, pyres in abyss, old man crush skulls in storming winter and throw to frostbitten swamp, across iced lake, In the middle of the darkest winter, with head, in his hand, this unholy killer, trip his journey.

In the middle of the darkest winter, this headhunter show his face, and noisily kill the victims in the light of wintermoon, By victim's bone this macabre killer pick his tooth, and in the throat's stub take long shit.

On the lake old man meet a journey man who is lost his way, towards face old man hit by his axe, fractured skull he throws through the ice.

In the middle of the darkest winter.....