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Grey heavens - No light shed
Bleak day
Change is ahead
Oval mountainside naked cold
Unreleased powers
No fright


Slide down sorrow
Smell what comes with the breeze
Cold chambers
Punishment awaits
Hollow tone haunts
Anticipation's choir sings
Turn around - face the depth of inner sanctum


Autumn in the air
The smell of Black Metal 90-95
World moves in mysterious ways
Body onwards
Mind drifts
You die, then we hail

New age dawns
Face all wrath
Sickness; won't understand
Burning first
Grace falls
Volcano shaking
Fates are being sealed


Heavens blunder
No turning back
Will you or will you not to heroism walk


Black Lava
Drifting down the mountainside
Black Lava you can't fight


Pernicious flow
Redemptive perpetuity
Unholy drive
The gods arrogant grin
If my world's a joke do you see them smile?
Hellbound me
On a throne of gold


Wastelands prey on dying cattle
Desert sucks on poor man's thirst
Glimpse of glory walk ahead
Slaves of Nazareth
Can not be fed