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There is a profound emptiness
In this profane curse
That my lord has cast
Over a strained spirit
Pleasures so perverse
To be caressed by the wind of the North
Forever it howls
In my dark chambers
The frost buries the living
Its call captures my spoiled heart
So many years of solitude
Summoned to reawaken the memories
Pleasures so perverse
To be carried by the wind of the North
Forever it howls
In my dark chambers
The voice beckons me
to surrender my torn soul
At the altar of a cold majesty
A body of dry wood for a winter fire
So in this unholy night
surrounded by ghosts of the past
I surrender the arms of the spirit
And embrace the kiss of the winter moon
Pleasures so perverse
To be carressed by the wind of the North
Foreer it howls
In my dark chambers