Текст песни Maglor - Skoger Av Døden

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Quiet waters black, clad in fog. A sullen grey. All doubt has fallen back. Withering end of days. Am echoing realm before me. All fates yet withhold. A greeting of steel befell us. Darkness to unfold. Swords of ice splinter through me Upon this rock hewn quay. Cries of death surround me now Yet not alone I stay. An oaken glade. Alight with fire. My shield heavy and cold. Shadows dance beyond and ancient world. It is here my tale be told. An oaken glade, burning alight with crimson flames. My shield heavy and cold. Shattered asunder this death foretold. Shadows dance within an ancient blackened world Be it here, my heathen valor showed. Winds remain silent now. The truth yet behold. Lie down before me To greet thy forefathers old. Across this land of pines I tread Ever closer to the evening star I'm led What lay ahead of me now. I know not why I go. Something deep inside of me This mountain air I follow!

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