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She remembers the broken bones 
The skin so stripped 
Her eyes 
His eyes 
Mournful poems her lips won't recite 
As she'll remember the smell of her

the God's embrace
Where the mournful prayers are said

With anger unrelenting
They devour all life
In the realm of despair
Where day turns to night

Through

Emerging from Her Weepings

Naglfar

Vittra

I have found the key, the key to the
Ancient flame
Awaiting the sight to dwell in mournful
Immortality
Like a breeze I levitate, only lead by