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Cryptic Wintermoon

Born In Fire

Once in an age unknown - terrible wars were fought

The ground covered with bodies - fallen in the battles of gods

And the armies of the foul - like they have never been seen

Were slaying without a thought

Creatures of chaos - burning skies - realms of fire - battlecries

Walls of ice - with a deadly glow - crimson blood covered snow

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Hammers of gods - smashing down

Drums of war - roaring sound

Fallen angels - paiful cries

Dying demons - gods of lies

In the night a child was born - of the witches lust

Sacrificed the body - burned and turned to dust

with the heart of a wolf - and the ravens eyes

Roaming through the forest - flying above the sky

[REF:]

(Amd the godslayer was born - born in fire

So the end of the gods is near - they will never survive)

So he flies in the wings of a raven - and sees things that mankind will never see

Mystic, wonderful places - places mankind will never be

Hail the godslayer

[REF:]

Where are the friends - no friends I can see

Who are the foe - there is no difference to me

Where are the friends - no friend I can see

Who are the foe - there is no difference to me