...The wolves run through
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the evergreen snow forest.
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Unsould bodies dragging on the dark wood path
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Driven by wolf servants of Astarte.
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Soul senses are shocked to the naked ground.
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Here where bodies were lying dead,
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Now they have dragged away in the dim forest.
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Madness has given wings to their souls
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And a wind lures them towards the vale of revenge.
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Listen! To the tumult of the blasphemous harmonies.
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Come from the shadow of the dome of pain
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Where man's empty bodies
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Were locked inside Astarte's cages of steel.
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As the dawn release its sun drops
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Astarte's crimson light summons Them(the souls)
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To her place of the evil shades existence.
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When a storm will break from the shadow skies,
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Souls and bodies will become one and then...
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Thorns Of Charon (Pt1) - Astarte's Call
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Astarte |