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Silence Of The BorealSilence in this forest eternalA sacred realm of endless precision With soil of ash under foot The hunt for the herd shall soon end with defeat Masters of this Northern Landscape Withheld the secrets contained in a forest one third of the Earth Our prey's migration shall end with ease Lost in endless conservation A place untouched by hands Embrace the Northern Lights above us As we prepare ourselves... I pay homage to the skyline that gives birth to a sun And when the night falls the wind howls in silence Evolved flesh allows adaptation beyond that of elders To speak the tongue of the black oak forest Descent from astral fields of knowledge Instinct thought lost yet contained Pale autumn skies, bringer of night Hear words of wisdom spoken through the winds I embrace the skyline that gives birth to the sun Within your mind lies such empty silence To learn of such moral descent, the gift of the woods Descent to astral fields of knowledge Instinct thought lost yet contained...by the winds Lost in endless conservation Taste now of defeat A land untouched by human life Our legion reigns supreme Deployed amongst eternal night skies I am your defeat A land consumed by near eternal night This is your defeat Defeat.... |