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Dead Giant - "Now that I have shown the past, |
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We must sail for what comes to pass, |
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Your blood kin break the circles fate, |
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To turn the tides with might and hate!" |
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She sees smoke rise upon the hill |
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Clouding all with ash and hate |
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Robes of black, strike the brand |
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Consuming all, the mind and flesh |
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Strength lies not with foreign spawn |
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The blood's venom the heart of winter |
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The ice and fire of primordial ken |
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Last eternal ages, beyond dying suns |
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She scribes the runes in ancient stone |
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For they burn not, and glow in fire |
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Bind runes she reddens, cruel ones |
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To fetter the martyr's sheep |
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Now she is found by the robed man |
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The dress is torn, and she is held down |
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To receive his foul seed, but now he |
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Lies fallen, her thorn deep in his neck |
