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For Days we once rode up North

On the SharkWave's from Satan's Waves

Through the Ice on the Snow

We have found our new way

As seasons change time to time

Through the crust of the true Paths

Under our flags that blow from far up high

In the Days we damned in black

And the cosmic Stars flows above the sky

In a glimpse that once never shines

Marching as we cried for warriors

Thy fought in the drowning light

Sounds of the Chapel in the open

In the survival of man, once created snow

The time will become to dwell

Now I hold my eternal sword for all

For the thousand of years I will Fight

Until I drown down in serpents light

Voice of the Soul of Sorrow

Slowly with a Scythe