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Cult of the Winter Winds

from Cult of the Winter Winds by Malacath

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Where not light nor warmth exist
In desolate forest old
Nor reprieve from the gusting winds
And the biting bitter cold

Not love nor life is there here
In this isolated keep
Where grief devours the heart of man
And lulls hope back to sleep

Where not even anger
Can light the flame inside
To illuminate the heart
In which his hate resides

Where there is only numbing
Brought about by winter's wrath
In solitary suffering
On this forlorn winter path

The numbing of the body
And the silencing of mind
The loss of all sensation
The marching of the blind

Upon this path he treads alone
To answer the northern call
As winter's hand sweeps across
And brings death to us all

To a barren land of snow and ice
Far from the love of man
To rest his bones and spirit now
As death sweeps through the land

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from Cult of the Winter Winds, released September 23, 2022

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