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Pure HolocaustThe mighty sound of damnation callsAs the holocaustsky draw near Above the storms over Baeskades Rule the power of the Vrilla It has come to ride the seven winters With winds of war and winds of cold Lightning strike the northland Leading us into seasons of frost Stand in the fog with so cold a heart Watching the death of the sun Valleys abound a thousand of coffins The holocaust has just begun It's the march of the blasphemous masses Into damnation all will fall Chapels of black unholy demons Chanting the words of the funeral rites Pure holocaust Chanting the words of the funeral rites Chapels of black unholy demons Into damnation all will fall It's the march of the blasphemous masses The holocaust has just begun Valleys about a thousands of coffins Watching the death of the sun Stand in the fog with so cold a heart |