Immortal Souls
winter of my discontent
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[Chapter IV - The Passage begins]
That I shall now die,
Not for deed or belief;
All I've been is glory,
Fear shall not embrace me.
Behold!
That I'm not for this,
Nor my mouth says of grief;
Kingdom for heartfelt love,
Passed are all that was formal.
Now is the winter of my discontent,
Made glorious by this sun of north;
All the clouds that lowered upon me,
Are fallen and deep snow buried.
Now is the winter of my discontent,
Made glorious by this sun of north;
Of forest that scent of pine refines,
At heavens caress the white that alights.
- Álbum:
- Wintermetal
- IV: The Requiem for the Art of Death
- Under The Northern Sky
- Divine Wintertime (EP)
- Once Upon A Time In The North
- The Cleansing
- Ice Upon The Night
- Wintereich
- Meltdown: Echoes of Eternity
- Immortal Souls Sampler
- Divine Wintertime / Through the Woods, Towards the Dawn
- Facedown Distribution Sampler 2004
- Something Worth Fighting For
- Facedown Records: Something Worth Fighting For