And then on a frosty, harsh day, hearth's flames went out,
The feast was ended, stories were told, every spark of hoarfrost has spoken,
She was dancing like an eerie haze, through auroras of the green blaze,
What radiated through my veins, to kill the glow of the rising day,
And left me drowned into a living Hell,
And then on a gruesome, wintry night, solitary fires were turned into ash,
Dead stars from far realms shined, green glowing lakes were covered in ice,
The ritual abuse was both key and knife, seedling of terror has sprouted,
I did conjure shit I wish I didn't, I got burdens I wish I didn’t got,
To throw my lost hope in the dope
She was glowing like a vigil light, through glooms of the occult war,
That bellowed within my mind, I wished to never see the rising day,
Lost in the mirkwood near my house and the sole to blame
I did let everything down, I did send myself at the fucking edge
Frozen and driven into the coldest Hell,
And then on sacrifice, I was the one who gave no fuck,
Weird rustles chanted galdrs, Red Stag Whiskey warmed my flesh,
Feral pills spilled through veins, violet miasma wrapped the soul,
Foregone chants hexed the spell, doped runes that brings forth Hel,
With kerosene and Joker's smile, I set my rotting longship ablaze
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