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These old landscapes

Through life and death

Rusty fucking veins

Obsolete roots

Burned so Vividly

A thousand years

Spears rounded up

Wandered through hell

Desolate solitude

Chrushing cold

Into the whiruwwd

The searing storm

Sordid Landscapes

December alcolust

Unholy burnings

Unholy landscapes

Natural death wish

Open the stars

The sound of thwgs grow dim

These old forests role here.