Northern winds in night sky.
Old stones as funeral prison.
Dream... as freedom...
Blaze... in heaven...
Pure silence, from the void.
Morbid violence under tomb.
On the edge of world.
Now, i go into forest.
For hail and blood.
Time shift flowing in depth...
Last winter.
Before end.
Of fallen.
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