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Immortal

Pure Holocaust

  1. Eternal Years on the Path to the Cemetary Gates
  2. As the Eternity Opens
  3. Pure Holocaust

Eternal Years on the Path to the Cemetary Gates


Enshrined on the burial ground
On the path to the cemetary gates
My grave sunk in the river to the cemetary pit
Spiritual voices called through chilling smoke
Frozen visions of a dying realm
Under a blasting sky
Hate rises from an infernal tomb
A shadow with black wings
Eternal years on the path to the cemetary gates
In the chains of cold with the hate to all
Eternity surround me I am real as the earth
As dark winds fade away no one knows where I am gone
Tasting the cold from the shining gates
As snow fall from the sky
Thirsting for the realms of frost
At the end of the gate I wont stop but spread my wings
As dark winds fade away no one knows where I am gone

As the Eternity Opens


In an hour of the night I hear summoning voices
And wake from my funeral sleep
In time before light in crypts of eternal deeps
Dust from my grave blew away with the winds
On a cryptic journey unto the other side
Beneath the mountains and passed beyond the gate below
Floating evil reign with fear in these sarcastic caves
Enlightened into a blacker dark for there are wiew in darkness
The light is searching to save the souls of mine
It is blind and cant see the gate to immortality
Harnessbells hail my soul the gate is all known
See the eternity open
The light will dissapear it was never here

Pure Holocaust


The mighty sound of damnation calls
As the holocaustsky draw near
Above the sorms over baeskade
Rule the power of the vrilla
It has come to ride the seven winters
With winds of war and winds of cold
Lightning strike the northland
Leading us into seasons of frost
Stand in the fog with so cold a heart
Watching the death of the sun
Valleys abound a thousand of coffins
The holocaust has just begun
It's the march of the blasphemous masses
Into damnation all will fall
Chapels of black unholy demons
Chanting the words of the funeral rites
Pure holocaust
Chanting the words of the funeral rites
Chapels of black unholy demons
Into damnation all will fall
Its the march of the blasphemous masses
The holocaust has just begun
Valleys about a thousands of coffins
Watching the death of a sun
Stand in the fog with so cold a heart

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