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I am the grim being of the highlands 
Of the other side... 
I am winter when you freeze 
I am the hammer and you are the anvil 
Forever in warfare my heart is 
With my passion of despair 
Still though I was there when the hills were born 
And when the wind blew for the first time 
So there are reasons for my existence 
Seems like I dwell in a circle 
Somewhere in the Nordic Hemisphere 
Where the howling winds rage 
And the mountains are majestic 
I can breathe and where there is 
Human flesh I feel strangled 
Open the gate to immortality 
I stand proud awaiting the glory 
Of a new morning...darkness 
