Hey all!Well, this terrain is basicaly a home of a lumberjack in diferent time of a winter morning. You have the right to see the time that each pic was took by the town hall it"s name (just leave the computer mouse on the picture, without clickin on it).Maybe someone will remember that I am quoting at the surname of this thread... It"s a lyric of a song. C"mon, that"s easy!
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You are watching: On a cold winter morning in the time before the light

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hmm, no bad, however the trees seem to it is in squashed together in one place, try spreading them out a bit.
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On a cold winter morning, in the time prior to the light,
In flames that death"s eternal reign, us ride in the direction of the fight.When the darkness is fallout’s down, and also the times are hard all right,The sound of evil laughter falls approximately the civilization tonight.Fighting hard, fighting on because that the steel, through the wastelands evermore,The scattered souls will certainly feel the hell, bodies wasted top top the shores.In the blackest tide in hell"s domain, we watch them as they go,Through fire and pain, and once again we know...So currently we"re flying ever free, we"re cost-free before the thunderstorm,On towards the wilderness, our pursuit carries on,Far past the sundown, far past the moonlight,Deep within our hearts and also all ours souls...So far away we wait for the day,For the lights space so wasted and also gone,We feel the ache of a lifetime lost in a thousands days,Through the fire and the flames we lug on!As the red work is dawning, and also the lightning cracks the sky,They"ll raise your hands to the heavens above with resentment to their lives.Running back through the midmorning light, there"s a burn in mine heart,We"re banished from the time in the please land, to a life beyond the stars.In her blackest dreams see to believe,our destiny is tied,And endlessly we"ll every be cost-free tonight!And ~ above the wing of a dream, so far beyond reality,All alone in desperation, currently the time has actually gone,Lost within you"ll never find, lost within my own mind,Day after job this misery should go on!So far away us wait because that the day,For the lights room so wasted and gone,We feel the ache of a lifetime lost in a thousand days,Through the fire and the flames we carry on!Woooaaah-ooaah-oah, woooaah-ooaah-oah,Woooaaah-ooaah-oah-oah-ooaah,Woooaaah-ooaah-oah, Woooaah-ooaah-oah,Woooaaah-ooaah-oah-oah-ooaah,Now below we stand with their blood on our hands,We fought so hard, now have the right to we understand,I"ll break the seal that this curse if I probably canFor flexibility of every man!So much away we wait for the day,For the lights are so wasted and gone,We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousands days,Through the fire and the flames we lug on!


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Hey, I understand that song!Well, the terrain is ok, however the fog doesn"t mix through the sky. It does look prefer a cold winter morning, despite (except in the night shot)