taking chances to see. what comes out as you breath. change directions with ease. take in what you release. dissect it all carefully. . taking questions too heart.
1349. Times of decay. Pestilence. Blood. Supreme. The years of sickening souls. . Can you feel the breath upon your neck. Hear the cruel voice of the old.
Born in fire and ice. Pure of heart, mind and soul. I crush the walls of ignorance. Never to betray my heritage. . You can kill my body. But my ravishing moral I'll keep for myself.
[Music: Hrimgrimnir, Lyric: Vanargandr]. . Tiden er kommet som engang var fortalt. der menneskets verden i sorg skal bli lagt. Tre kalde vintre legger sin bleke arm.
[Music: Vanargandr, Lyric: Vanargandr]. . P vigrids slette en kjlig natt. hviler der en tke tett. Foles som et himmelsk kvel. der jeg str forlatt i tkens hjerte.
Terrorveldet gyver ut. Enhver en svikefull akt. Et iscenesatt spill av misantrofer vi er. Terrorveldet tar kontroll. Angrep fra alle hold. Total utslettelse av det eksisterende.