[ti:Arkhangelsk] [ar:Dark Tranquillity] [al:We Are The Void] [by:] [offset:0] [00:33.30]Willed by winters so called frost [00:40.78]Fixed the anxieties from grip [00:48.24]The frost that burned the honorees [00:52.67]Underneath the heavy clouds [00:56.46]The lifted sword the broken shield [01:00.58]The end that drew the final word [01:04.33]From the frozen mouth of Arkhangelsk [01:09.20]Let them go let them burn the world to cinders [01:13.95]Let the rats run down [01:16.63]Falling through the tungsten skies [01:20.56]The burning clouds of Arkhangelsk [01:45.21]To the eye of judgment now [01:53.15]What will stand when the time of the end [01:58.89]Time of the end [02:01.19]Center stone into fire [02:04.94]On to nothing and nothing to lose [02:08.63]They gather groaning to the souls [02:12.44]Of the grinding winds of Arkhangelsk [02:17.18]In the world when movement in [02:20.12]The fabric everything dies [02:24.92]The storm that sweeps the world away [02:28.42]From the frozen plains of Arkhangelsk [03:02.93]You hear it from the morning star [03:07.25]What others brought [03:11.30]And the land forgot [03:28.83]Soaring through the nether mills [03:32.46]Through blazing stars the time suns [03:36.51]The grinder now that carries us [03:40.26]Through the bloody end of Arkhangelsk