Winter's Gate, Pt. 1

The hoar sea enfolds us
 The scent of the coming winter
 Hear the howl of the wind
 A song from the ocean's womb
 Far away behind us
 Black smoke still rises high
 Houses of the southern god
 Broken under the iron hooves
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 The time of slaughter moon
 Sunless, starless ways
 Sailing to world's end
 To meet our crown or doom
 The time of slaughter moon
 The season of the mist
 We're faring in the dark
 Sinking into cold night
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 The grim sea unfolds us
 The scent of the burning temples
 Hear the wail of the waves
 A song from the hidden deep
 Far away from homely shores
 And winter is on our tail
 Driven by hunger and greed
 Swallowed soon by the great worm
 The time of slaughter moon
 Sunless, starless ways
 Sailing to world's end
 To meet our crown or doom
 The time of slaughter moon
 The season of the mist
 We're faring in the dark
 Sinking into cold night