Praying to the wind to return
Listen for the sound of thunder
Chant the heat of infernal lightning
Gaze at the sky and its poisoned clouds Stand on the cliffsedge alone in the night
Now the tide has changed. My hair is blowing freely in the Wind
Raise my head to the sky and breath in
Fell so cold yet my yearn give me heat Now the time is right.
Wail through darkness and bring evil
It brings us curse, lust, hate, damnation and death
Satanas is present but yet he is unseen
It squall it screams THE WIND OF MAYHEM.
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