The Chant Songtext
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A chant in the night awakens my fear
cold wind from the north sweeps the crosses
in the dark misty deathground inside me
on whispers I flee, feel not hell beneath dreams
nothing more, nothing left but her voice
sings through lowlands and streams
she sits by the rivers of the night
as the moon hides behind a grey curtain
cold wind from the north sweeps the crosses
in the dark misty deathground inside me
on whispers I flee, feel not hell beneath dreams
nothing more, nothing left but her voice
sings through lowlands and streams
she sits by the rivers of the night
as the moon hides behind a grey curtain
her dirge of death
and sufference brings me dreams
of what I'm not certain
Oblivion
through the hills and the valleys of black
through the land outstretched and unknown
the wind her companion of pain and disgrace
she sits and she's singing alone
I sit and I'm singing alone
but the words of my chant are unknown
I sing and from hell I was sent
I sing for a life's end
I listen, I fear, I'm taken, I hear
my life I forget
no remorse, no regret
no more anger, no more greed
thy chant I need
and sufference brings me dreams
of what I'm not certain
Oblivion
through the hills and the valleys of black
through the land outstretched and unknown
the wind her companion of pain and disgrace
she sits and she's singing alone
I sit and I'm singing alone
but the words of my chant are unknown
I sing and from hell I was sent
I sing for a life's end
I listen, I fear, I'm taken, I hear
my life I forget
no remorse, no regret
no more anger, no more greed
thy chant I need
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