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Traduction
The Ninth
The Northern wind has ceased to blow
Silenced is the woeful flutter of leaves of aspen
On the stone there sat a girl of pain
Only a yell of a persecuted soul echoes
A cross burnt to chest
I forge a lightning in my heart
It made me imbibe the poison
Now I lift a hammer off the ground
Not a soul wants to remain here
All is quiet
Not a soul wants to remain here
All is cold
On a stone on the hill of the abyss
I think alone
A girl of pain sleeps
There exists only a woeful whisper of the one stampled deep into the dirt
Hatred burnt the chest
A flame from a lightning in fire
Made me imbibe the darkness and within it remains
Into the flesh I struck my hammer
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