Off to the hunt!
With freezing limbs
Born from the shadows
The army of the dead moves in
Blood from our mouths
Screams from our chests
Snow, ice and darkness
Asgard rider
The bluish shimmering mountains
The flakes that storm so gently
The sacrificial dagger seeks its way
Screaming, the hiker falls to the ground< br/>We long for intoxication
And flesh as bloody as birth
The birth of the sun
Whose we are witnesses
Crystalline freezing moon
Madness is driving through the souls
Panic rolls through the night
When our torches come

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