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Riding towards the horizon<br />Upon the monumental rocks, awaiting<br />the end of a dishonourable life,<br />I perceive my morality fading to<br />a weakly seeming substance,<br />climbing towards my yer unsealed<br />faith, I arrive (faith arrives)<br /><br />Staring into the abyss of Midgard,<br />above, the Angels of Asgard<br />and the armour of Loges child.<br />I´m losing myself in an odyssey through<br />the bottomless<br />depth of my spiteful soul.<br /><br />At the end, the will to die.<br />My nag becomes restive,<br />I open up my eyes<br />and spread out my arms:<br />&quot;God of gods, take my inglorious soul!<br />here is nothing left, for me...&quot;<br /><br />God of gods, ...<br /><br />My hands are longing for the lance<br />and aim at my vulnerable essence.<br /><br />God of gods, ...<br /><br />As I lift to strike...<br />A sudden lightning bannes my glace.
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Riding towards the horizon<br />Upon the monumental rocks, awaiting<br />the end of a dishonourable life,<br />I perceive my morality fading to<br />a weakly seeming substance,<br />climbing towards my yer unsealed<br />faith, I arrive (faith arrives)<br /><br />Staring into the abyss of Midgard,<br />above, the Angels of Asgard<br />and the armour of Loges child.<br />I´m losing myself in an odyssey through<br />the bottomless<br />depth of my spiteful soul.<br /><br />At the end, the will to die.<br />My nag becomes restive,<br />I open up my eyes<br />and spread out my arms:<br />&quot;God of gods, take my inglorious soul!<br />here is nothing left, for me...&quot;<br /><br />God of gods, ...<br /><br />My hands are longing for the lance<br />and aim at my vulnerable essence.<br /><br />God of gods, ...<br /><br />As I lift to strike...<br />A sudden lightning bannes my glace.
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