Frostbite

This cold frostbite
Is taking every grain of life away
On these wretched mountains
Madness will consume me
The ice contains
The cursed key of truth
Eradicate the weak
Prepare for the path to perfection

Flawless
Carcass of entities
Madness
is Choking our heads
Ice storm
Freezing our bodies
The cold of the north preserves the
Gate to the Blackstar

The Wings of decay

Bodies
Rotting beneath
Prayers
Invoked in vain
Bastards refusing to seek for extinction
We Are not the race that will prevail

Cold rain of glass crumble the essence
Corrupted by the lie of knowledge
We stand so far behind these creatures
On this peak where death is not the end

Take leave of my senses
Too much to hold inside
I lost my Mind in here
Old ones I'm here to arise



Credits
Writer(s): Marco Vetricini
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