Agmen
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Dark Mountains
Mighty mountains towering to the horizon,
from the freezing distance comes the song of the raven.
Vl ¡da darkness will sit on a thorn,
a messenger will come through the night sky.
Deadly breath penetrates my soul,
Endless life penetrates between my fingers.
Deadly breath blows my face,
bloody hands hide the frost.
In the cold mountains of the mighty gods
rulings the belief in suffering,
the death mark of the bluish face,
suffering in the soul in the body of the It's cold on the day.
Mighty mountains towering to the horizon,
from the frigid distances the song of the raven is heard.
The government of darkness sat on a thorn,
night a messenger came through the sky.
In the moonlight in the black rain,
I lie in the desolate landscape, cold and dead.
Faith in God in the heart - true faith tru,
I feel the cold of the earth from somewhere in the depths.
HoøÃ, frost penetrates the sky.
Death has landed on its thorn,
The glow penetrates my soul,
ice death? beats my face.
From the cold mountains of the mighty gods
comes the wind bearing the storm,
covered with snow in the icy tomb
I fall into the depths - cold and heavy ones.

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