Hatred Declared
Showing what was meant to be.
Walk the path, fallow your own trail.

Under frost to come the fire of, many a time winter 
cold to come.

In due time agony of pain will enlighten your soul to 
higher places.
To ride with the skies, to feel the wind through your 
bones.
No higher force can make them suffering of winter be 
endliess, to make the frost eternal.
High may the greater be, to make things so may it be 
enclose.

Night can be the door to make feelings appear, nights 
the goddes of eternaty.

Force is something to be recent with, to be followed 
through the shaft.
Disguised in warming good the writing will unfold, this 
is sure.
Hatred of the race to come, mountains will crumble.
Whispers will follow in trying moments, calling the 
pain.

The quilt cover frost bitteu bones
Revealing it's true nature turn to chalk
Grinded by feelings, smoldered by pain
Speak the world of hollow ground, speak it
high with agony sound.
Frost to come with many lies, forst be stopped with 
many tries.
Enter pain, enter now, enter winter with all of your 
snow.
Hail by thy, I call your name, erase this ground with 
shame.

Winds to come with tales of tomorrow, winds in time to 
shear.
Speak to the stars and expect an answer, glittering 
things will appear.
Down by cold over endless winter, bowed down by bone of 
frost.
In disguise the pain unfold, to assist the taking of 
the fallen skies.

Frost and pain together they ride, agony and death by 
their side

Night can be the door to make feelings appear, nights 
the goddes of eternity.

Force is something to be recent with, to be followed 
throug the shaft.
Disguised in warming good the writing will unfold, this 
is sure.
Hatred of the race to come, mountains will crumble.
Whispers will follow in trying moments, calling the 
pain.

The quilt cover frost bitten bones
Revealing it's true nature turn to chalk
Grinded by feelings, smoldered by pain