[Music: Eucharist] [Lyrics: Erlandsson] Once my eyed moved mountains My sword could pierce like lightning And on the back of my horse I travelled Through eternal voids Withing the timeless sphere Wolves were running by my side And they abided by my nocturnal grace My power was sevenfold And greater than any exalted form [Lead Markus] So I tasted the air of mouldering The air of mortifying resort I retired as an illusion And enshrined in bitterness
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