Blashyrkh (Mighty Ravendark) Immortal
Far above the Raven Gate The spread wings of Blashyrkh wait Above the roaring depths Sits the oath of frost on the elder Raven Throne Older mountains sleeping in my sight By chilling woods I stand A grimly sound of naked winds Is all that it shall be heard from here Ohhh... Blashyrkh Cometh the rightful kings of the highest halls Cry of ravens lurk the realm Eternally through the noctambulant grimness Demons stride at the gates of Blashyrkh! Mighty Raven Dark Blashyrkh's Mighty Raven Dark! Blashyrkh....
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