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Prelude to the Grave

from The Cold Plains by Hoarfrost

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My mind, untouchable
Got my psyche locked in a little cage
But the door lies open
And yet, I don't fly away

I saw the pieces tumble
And my sanity fled from me
Mental anguish and torment
Unlocks the rage dormant

Chorus:
So endless, so vast
No future, No past
Blank and featureless
I embrace this empty caress
This void envelops me
On my final journey
I am lost in the wake
My prelude to the grave...

Cutting out all dissension
I hone myself to the task at hand
My ascension to Hell's throne
Forged of fire, ice and stone

My soul, encased in a white-hot
Berserker's rage, blood boiling wrath
From which none are exempt
Upon my ascent

And I saw the pieces tumble
And my sanity fled from me
Mental anguish and torment
Unlocks the rage dormant

So endless, so vast
No future, No past
Blank and featureless
I embrace this empty caress
This void envelops me
On my final journey
I am lost in the wake
My prelude to the grave... the grave... the grave...
Life is just a prelude to the grave...

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from The Cold Plains, released November 21, 2009

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