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DOOMEDEATH Thrones of Frost and Filth

Winter’s breath, a blade of ice, Across the plains of Blashyrkh’s vice. Ravens soar through iron skies, Where the sun, in silence, dies. Northern kings on mountains cold, In armor forged of myths untold. The blizzard screams, a war-cry loud, Wrapped in a frozen, jagged shroud! ​ ​Rise! From the ashes of the burning sky. Rise! Under the gaze of the serpent’s eye. We are the shadow, we are the stone, Claiming the earth for the Darkened Throne. (The age of Nero begins...) ​ ​Beneath the moon, a velvet sin, Where the succubus lets the nightmare in. Her skin of marble, stained in wine, A blasphemy of the divine! Oh, how the angels weep in vain, Drowning in our crimson rain. I am the beast, the ghost, the ache, The chalice of blood that you must take! ​ ​Whispered: In the garden of the dead, Where the blackest roses bloom. Every prayer is left unsaid, In the silence of the tomb. ​ ​Glacial winds and scarlet dreams! Hell is closer than it seems! Frost! Death! Filth! Rise! From the ashes of the burning sky. Rise! Under the gaze of the serpent’s eye. We are the shadow, we are the stone, Claiming the earth for the Darkened Throne. (The age of Nero begins...) Rise! From the ashes of the burning sky. Rise! Under the gaze of the serpent’s eye. We are the shadow, we are the stone, Claiming the earth for the Darkened Throne. (The age of Nero begins...)