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“IT IS THE DAWN OF A NEW MORNING AT THE MOUNTAINS OF SILVER
I WOULD RATHER LIVE IN THE ICE THAN IN THE MIDDLE OF
THE MODERN VIRTUE AND OTHER SOUTHERN WINDS”
WHEN THE COLD WINDS BLOW THE FOG AWAY
RELEASING DARK SHINING SHAPES OF A MYSTIC FOREST.
I EMBRACE THE NIGHTFALL.
OLD VOICES FROM ANCIENT WITCHES ANNOUNCE,
THE GATHERING OF THEE
...THE ONES OF A THOUSAND YOUNG.
HERE IN THE NORTH... WHERE WE COME FORTH TO ASSEMBLE.
WHERE I KNEE UNTO THEE...
FOUR TIMES ONE AND ONE ARE ALL.
THE FOUR CROWNED PRINCES OF HELL.
THE ONES WITH THE SIGIL OF EVIL...
GOAT ON FIRE. WHO FEEDS MY DESIRE.
A GOAT WITH THE NORTHERN ICE.
A GOAT WITH THE SOUTHERN FIRE.
REX TENEBRARUM! THE CROW OVER MY SOUL.
TREMENDAE MAJESTATIS. THE RAVEN INSIDE MY HEART...
FOUR TIMES ONE AND ONE ARE ALL.
THE FOUR CROWNED PRINCES OF HELL.
THE ONES WITH THE SIGIL OF EVIL...
GOAT ON FIRE... COME FEED MY DESIRE.