Saturday, October 10, 2009

Fuck You, Non-Cloud Havin' Sky...

...the new Immortal's out and it REALLY needs to get cold! It just doesn't feel TRUE without it.

Some choice lines from "Arctic Swarm":

"Through the storm of storm the Aurora lights
In her swirling skies a wrathlike ice
Born to ride the cold, winds of the North
Cometh to freeze the grounds "

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