Frost - Dark Clouds


A great dark cloud whirling above me
and I feel the horrible power of it
Under the cloud souls are soaking
With blood and they are doing the
Painful dance of the dark death.
I can hear the voice of darkness' master
WHich go through the depths
We feel him but he is not seen
He is ready to rise again
We are going to serve him forever.

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