The Spotting
Malus
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Through the blackest skies i move
The cold wind is blowing through my hair
Now my destination comes into view
Eery landscapes at this unknown location
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Dark iced woods are waiting for me
The atmosphere - full of quietness
Here i perceive a mystical power
Lust fills me at this unholy place