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Spirits of snow haunt this air Dreams of a hanged man on the oak And Ravens speak their curses in ancient tongues: Come, the Murderer, Dreadful Ygg Where the o... - Grim Woods
Grim woods of extinct northern lands Where only spirits walk upon the overgrown paths Towards the sunsets over ancient labyrinths of stone And pagan monoliths a... - Motherland Ostenvegr
Once of Northern blood Death and tragedy Everything in you Ghosts and mystery Under the grey banners of skies Where falcons sing their pride What haunts your i...
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