heralds the twilight of the day... Then into battle they will ride with their swords in hand for a heathenish foray... ...Countless miles he rode through ice and knee-deep
lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, gathering winter
sky as it turns red Shadow, shadow at the wall Let the silence slowly fall, knee deep In hatered In the forest I stand With my broken heart Wolfs gather
Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt (A hill in the deep forest green) Parsley, sage
Enter My Digital Zone As I Recite A Poem On The Microphone I'm Scoping, 3Rd Eye Strobing, Mind Open, Sweat Streaming Flesh Gleaming, Best Feeling, High-Energy Peaking, Deep
better place to call home Keep running, but always look where you going Whether it's sunny or snowing, them people'll kick your do' in They keep coming, I had to gather
journey so deep the cave of bats but they will go on and on THEY ARE THE LAST HOPE FOR MEN, DRAGONS AND DWARVES SPIRITS OF THE FORESTS SHY ELVES AND
lay round about, Deep and crisp and even. Brightly shown the moon that night, Though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, Gathering winter
sin we do our true will and call it arcady" via nocturna, the path of nahema via nocturna, will lead you to lilith and pan. in the deepest forest in the deepest
of hate. The ruler in the forest, below the red moon, hiding in shadows, under the golden forest crown. Eerily, howling winds [4 times]. In the deep
Music & Lyrics : Alex COLIN-TOCQUAINE] Look inside the past Of humanity Hear the tribes Tearing the forest serenity According to ritual They gathered
its hand." And when the wind draws strong Across the cypress trees The nightbirds cease their songs So gathers memories. Last night you spoke of a dream Where forests
snow lay round about, deep and crisp and even. Brightly shone the moon that night, though the frost was cruel, When a poor man came in sight, gathering
lives there, she was once a true love of mine. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt (On the side of a hill in the deep forest green). Parsley, sage, rosemary
once was a true love of mine. Tell her to make me a cambric shirt (On the side of a hill in the deep forest green). Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
all-black surround sound Barricaded so you can't move around now Doin this for my clan that ain't around now Buried six feet deep beneath the ground now