The Wintermoon

Funeral Rites

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    So cold, so gloomy, northern land
    In the depth of virgin forest
    He is asleep with disgrace
    He summons me by hatred heart

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    I ponder on the sea of chaos
    And decide in solitude
    My journey will be so hard
    The wintermoon's looking after me

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