Текст песни DARKWOODS MY BETROTHED - Come Fimbulvetr

The far north
Between the snowy falls
We stand - we think
The time that passed
...The times that are gone

For they reminded us
Of the times of glory... our pride
When our swords could drink
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The blood of the weak

Now they're all gone...
Proud men have flown to Valhalla
Left behind are only memories
That hail us now...

We live under a shadow
In depression and woe...

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