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What do I see on the icy plains
The desolate one, it's my terrain
The wind it blows cold, howling my name
I am the king, the king of this waste
Can't you see this barren land lain to waste
Ravaged, scorched, yet frozen from your neglect
I am the formless one, I came to save
You are the chosen ones, you'll be my slaves
I stand on the glacier above it all
Watching them crumble, watching them crawl
Iced Earth has risen, nature will fall
Death and destruction mark them or fall
Can you feel the madness here
Drawing you all too near
Earth, fire, water and air
Save yourselves from despair
We are together now
Crush the cowards, do it now
End the light, end the one
We have come to save the young
So on an on the story goes
Destroying yourselves, the pain it shows
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