Do you hear the night
Feel the sting of the kingdom
An old soul in an old skin
The old lighthouse on the Norwegian coast
A spire
Taste the unholy grail
The blood I poured out
In the silentest night of the year
Scratch deep, bite hard
The devil is our master
The season of the heartless
Will break you, burn you
Poison is the cure
Lies cold and shines in ancient memories
Northbound from below
Northward
Think of death
Think of death often
till all feelings are removed
my demon , my life, my everything,
only hell can take root in the female
where the
heart fan
into the fir tree
the stream is a path and the waterfall is frozen
is it you, King Winter, none other than

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