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The Rider
04:19
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As the hooves fall leaving tracks
In the pure and driven snow
You are weary but your steed does know the way
Just let him know
May you find your destination
Before nightfall brings the cold
With a trail of dead behind you
And your victories untold
May the wind be at your back
May it guide you on your path
Great rider
May the wind be at your back
May it come down hard and fast
Great rider
Frozen bones that crack
With every move, with every breath
And though the road is very long
You must continue on your quest
May the sword or may the spear
Swiftly take you to your death
‘til enemies or thee are gone
Neither one will ever rest
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2. |
The Journey
05:26
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Squall of disquiet
In deathlike silence
Angels turn away
Sickness pang and nausea seep
Left to throb and heave
Ultima Thule
Is out of reach
All there is to life is death
Captives of the frozen sea
A prey forever hunted
Starving through insanity
The fool the only master
Cankers of the earth are we
And the heavens fill with laughter
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3. |
The Arrival
08:17
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Through the black sharp mountains
Up the winding stair
Up, up, up, we're almost there
Shadow and flame
Broken bones and dirt
The call of drum and horn
From under the earth
Softly uttered groans
Leaked forth from age-worn stone
Men of honor falter at the horrors they have known
That is not dead which can eternal lie
And with strange aeons even death may die
Behold the nameless city
Older than legend itself
Birthed before the Angel's fall
Before the gates of hell
Primitive altars
Fashioned not by man
Carvings of antiquity
Worn away by wind and sand
Worn away by weather's hand
That is not dead which can eternal lie
And with strange aeons even death may die
From the twilight shadows
Time ceases to exist
Nothing upon nothing
In the black abyss
Nothing upon nothing
In the black abyss
Behold the nameless city
Older than legend itself
Birthed before the Angel's fall
Before the gates of hell
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4. |
The Light
06:47
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Shadow silent still
Turn away chilled
Figure through beyond
Shaking better not
Light from the moon
Casts a shape without form
In bramble be caught
Feel the prick of the thorn
A drip never ending
From scarred tangled veins
The cycle continues
The wax and the wane
Against the light
Night retreats and shadows sigh
Against the light
Fires calm and embers die
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5. |
The Return
07:03
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