The eve of thy souls unreviving tomb
Maledictum
Ex hac die
Darkness sublime, the scythe of time
Vae vobis
Ad finem
Whispers of deep despair echo through temple ruins
Winter scent
May the frost blight thy crops of creation
Spirit cold
Shall perish in the stream of pure dismay
To eclipse the day
Maledictum
Ex hac die
Vae vobis
Ad finem
From thy crown jewels shall be removed, torn asunder!
May no more seed be sown as thy last tree is plunderеd
Spirit cold
Shall perish in the stream of purе dismay
To eclipse the day
Maledictum
Ex hac die
Darkness sublime, the scythe of time
Vae vobis
Ad finem
Whispers of deep despair echo through temple ruins
Winter scent
May the frost blight thy crops of creation
Spirit cold
Shall perish in the stream of pure dismay
To eclipse the day
Maledictum
Ex hac die
Vae vobis
Ad finem
From thy crown jewels shall be removed, torn asunder!
May no more seed be sown as thy last tree is plunderеd
Spirit cold
Shall perish in the stream of purе dismay
To eclipse the day
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