Luyện nghe bài hát By The Hands Of Violent Winter

By the hands of violent winter, his fate was
Crawling on the icy slopes with limbs frozen
Memories of torture, in his mind
from the endless slumber leaving him numb

Creeping worms they eat his
blind this clouded time
They took his soul, so could find
The

hate for usurpers gone mad
Reaching in for the he had
Wanting more he could give
But they would falter
In his only memories of hate
there by the monger's of fate
Reaching out for
But is ever fading

Looking for the
Why did they do to me?
me deserted
I never asked for hell

out for fires burning, in his eyes
Hope is still a trusty but fires burn low
Snow keeps falling all around him, as he
Seemingly the only answer is from the

Defeated and forsaken, he in fields of snow
Only sign of life his eyes, in panic seeking
Sun, high
Bringing, and energy again

Waking up a steady state
Of suspended
Blinded by these of light
Hailing the sky

now return to him
Tribulations dim
Now a sordid
doom approaching

As he run, try to off the vice
No one hearing his cries
The usurpers are him
barking and wolves closing in
His was a futile attempt
He is hunted by common
Now returned to the bleak white
I hope that dying is the end of this

Looking for the
Why are they this?
What is it I have
To deserve living hell

By the hands of winter, his fate is sealed
Dying by the hands of leaving him cold
of untold torture still in his mind
Never more awakening, this it's the end
and forsaken, his peers would not let go
The trial was an endless one, and did not yet show
Come, reap my
Now, it's the of my departure

Afore of him a shadow
It's glowing with might
"I am one of many
And one of is bringer of light"

[By the hands of violent winter -

[The idea for this lyric came from and old horror-movie, that I can't remember the name of. But it was about a guy who had his memories shared with those of a cat. He got away from the scientist guys and ran and ran but they caught up with him in the end nevertheless, and all the time he had these flashy images running through his mind that he knew wasn't his own.I wrote it because I found it a scary though that you were experimented upon and you could do nothing about it. And in the end dying is not even a relief.The lyric was written together with Tyr, before Narrenschiff joined the band.]
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