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Take me up to higher ground and let me feel the cold wind blow above the demonic mountainside beholding creations of ice The screams echoes eternally As the snow keep falling down Through this freezing night I hear the ravens call I want to see these mountains These mountains that I know Where demons and ravens fly circling the tall mountainside the winterstorm is growing stronger as I glance towards the sky once again the memories streams through my elder veins From Letras Mania