Ghosts of the Winter
Hecadoth
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Retempt me, Oh Unholy One.
Unleash the flames, Bring me Thy Power.
This is the blood of decapitated Christ.
Great will be vengeance, which must be done.
See the passion, that is burning in my eyes,
The Crucified One is teling only lies.
Bring me the victims, till the raven flies...
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Ghosts Of The Winter
Ghosts Of The Winter
Flee all you mortal rats, run just straight to my traps.
The Unholy Blood is now running through my veins.
The Great Frost is Coming...
Ghosts Of The Winter
Ghosts Of The Winter