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Albums:   FROM NORTH
Bands:   From North

Lyrics: He Who Hates

He Who Hates

Across the sky, drooling morning dew
You carry Moon, get them through
Their fate is foretold!

I am the warg, the wolf in heavens
Upon your back mysterious Night
Oh, rime mane slow thy chariot
Meet my kin at the awful fight

For the gods, all the nights and days
Until the sun will shine with black rays
Release Fenrir

Ref: x2

Forever chased by wolves, Day and Night
From her of Iron-wood, until end of time
Then Moon and Sun will die, the fire roam
The twilight of the gods, they all were doomed

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