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Cryptic Wintermoon

The End of day, the fading light falls on the sentinel of night the guardian of her tombstone forgotten and alone She cries below the moonshine all

In the times of the warriors, swords, blood and honour When tales of wizards and black magic became reality When the period of never ending cruelty,

Sunlight ... is fading ... the season ... of blood will now begin Burning coffins, eyes of fire, the dark lords wander through the night eternal damnation

51° north, 7° east Within 2.5 hours we'll reach the aim at least We started late in the afternoon from home In order to put into effect the task assumed

A caress of moonlight (a touch of stars) It keeps me strong is this curse of life The sunlight burns in my eyes (escape the day) Saved by embracing darkness

Wicked winds - blowing hard Riding straight - into the dark Ebony mist - rises high Ravenwings - I can fly A fearless heart - will survive A soul of

Armies from the gates of hell ? creatures breathing ash Massive rocket impact ? as the armies clash Confronting heavy armed assault ? fully armored black

who is to blame for what they have done wind was their seed and their harvest was storm unleashed powers darker than black cloacked the world in winter

i am sick- so fucking sick- of your laughing i am sick- so fucking sick- of your talking i am sick of your useless tries to missionare me i am sick of