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Winter's calling Clawing her way into my veins Dragging me to sleep Her freezing embrace comforts me As it makes me feel no more Ancient pale hands broken Wrenched around the Devil's horns Black veins pulse with hate for life Cold, rot On march the wayward hordes Killing for the crimson road Black sewn eyes drown in fool's blood As they seek the path of righteous war Horizons vacant Exhaling red frost As the stars gaze down and witness doom Empty night calls to the soul Reality splinters, freeing the spirit Shackles break, free to roam Shadow wondering in fog Free of existence and its laws They're crawling SongtexteI'm clawing my way into their veins Dragging them to sleep The dying of their soul comforts me As they feel no more Yow Aus Songtexte Mania