Morning rise hear the crow this the last all things shall know Asgard will fall reduced to ash cities crumble none shall pass Trembling earth starts the
Do you wish to be, carried over sea To the banks beyond of the acheron Passage, is that what you seek Passage, admittance from me Obulus, that is what
This day comes to soon, one more life I must consume One more life I need to gain the freedom that I seek Led through the tunnels and labyrinths so deep
In the land of the dead to the west of the Nile remains the great Kings preserved for the spirits, resting forever guarded by Hamor Protector of all that
I am always I am forever Time I know not, death is not brought Judger of all, my wrath shall fall I am shapeless I am deathless Known by many names
RA take your glorious throne the weight of the heart you will behold schripture keeping come from thoth which weighs more the feather or the heart Heart
Call me the lord of all wars, call me the lord of storms Call me the lord of all hate and disorder My reign shall not be complete until the whole defeat
Thus the story is told of the war of the rings, Of the dark lord and the orcs and the foulest of beings, Of the plague and the darkness that spread like
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Twice before you've heard the fury forever more Twice before you felt and learned the power of the storm I brought you through the valley where kings
Once great King of Buzzard and cobra who once ruled over the land your existence has but ceased and time is no longer a demand Ritual Journey has begun
sweet child o' mine suddenly the light was gone forever gone i heard the birds cry in the sky and teardrops falling to the ground aurora borealis
Silent Death is creeping in the night while the burning sky gives hope owls watching the dying wanderer flames in the sky, freezing night Why is the
Bitterroot Mountains of Montana. They're like flames from some prehistoric campfire, leaping and dancing in the sky and changing colors. Red to gold, and blue to violet... Aurora Borealis
wind whistles a melancholy tune Feel their presence Oskorei During dark and stormy nights of winter You may see the lights of Thule Aurora Borealis
Under a darkened sun, they are born When the moon is losing its shape I'm here again to see Nightly dance of the flames Once my father bore his sword
Oh my God I've been waiting for you All of my life The trees are tired from breathing Sharks keep moving - never stopping Sharks keep moving on Cut out
[Lyrics by Frode Glesnes] [Music by Gerhard Storsund & Frode Glesnes] A freezing winter sweeps the land A creeping frost sets in The fog encircles the
