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Winter Thrice

 

Winter Thrice

(album: Winter Thrice - 2016)


The sound of the groaning frost.
Enforce the waves of blinding winters.
Days of reaping and nights of aghast.
Seasons aligned, under the wintry sign.

Under the wintry sign.

The groaning, moaning sound of this frost, a blinding eternal blizzard.
Seasons aligned and now under the sign of crisp eternal winter.

Nature, eternal winter.

I have wandered the skies,
throughout the starry neck of nowhere.
I have swarmed the horizon,
throughout the eternal fields of everywhere.

Time and time again.
From shore to shore, from star to star.
The deep bloodlines of the earth as seen from afar.

Upon the ground of rumbling ruins.
History shattered, moments withering.
Raving forces of the inevitable.

Nature!

I have wandered the skies,
throughout the starry neck of nowhere.
I have swarmed the horizon,
throughout the eternal fields of everywhere.

Time and time again.
From shore to shore, from star to star.
The deep bloodlines of the earth as seen from afar.

Nature, the cast of the future.

Upon the ground of rumbling ruins.
History shattered, moments withering.
Raving forces of the inevitable.
The reigning union of the nature.

The regaining cast of the future.
From shore to shore, from star to star.
The deep bloodlines of the earth as seen from afar.

Horizons that hosts no scenery.
Starless, unending skies.
Wakes the beastly void.
Winter thrice!

Horizons that hosts no scenery.
Starless, unending skies.
Wakes the beastly void.
Starless, unending skies.

The dance of stardust stills.
Drapes the mountain, winter thrice.

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