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Funeral Winter - Watain
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Funeral Winter Watain

Funeral Winter - Watain
Reaper
Eager blows thy wind
From beyond the great vast forest
Reverend leveler
Thy season is now at hand
After all, we never stood a chance

Thus falls the snow
On crosses built in haste
For a past never again to return

A pallid host tread forth across the skies
Yet, fearless like wolves we shall stand
For we have seen it in the distance, now, for long
So stern
Limned in the likenеss of a god
The winter of the agеs
In the yonder ever restlessly astir
Astir

The crossroads lie far behind us now
Oh, to enter there anew
Knowing what we know now

Though deep, into the wild we've gone
Deeper yet, we're sure to go
That much I know, that much I know
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