Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
Growling in the night when the gromwell dies, hearing the whispering
from the empty hall...diskies.

Coming from graves, from the night, when the shadows of the winter rises from the
north...wind of sin.

Coming moonlit grimness when the dusk of child, nebulah winter rises from the sky...astral

wind, astral winter, wind of lies, wind of sin.
Growling in the night when the gromwell dies, hearing the whispering   from the empty hall...diskies.      Coming from graves, from the night, when the shadows of the winter rises from the   north...wind of sin.      Coming moonlit grimness when the dusk of child, nebulah winter rises from the sky...astral      wind, astral winter, wind of lies, wind of sin.