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Through the Twilight Eyes of Frost (1997/2003)

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MOON ROOTS OF WAR

On high hills
In fathomless cold streams
Is he the thickening wood shades.
His eyes are full of fevering embers,
His body is woven of star's light,
Like unfleshly fire
Winding in voilent dance
Primary dark flame — shaman.

The floating in bloody flow
To the voiceless heart's blow
In kamlat — ripe moon.
Attend to voluptuous ecstasy
And shivering of the earth,
Their fierce fucking coition.
The magnificent altar will be shot
By sprouts which were sown
Source of dark wisdom
Flame — shaman.

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