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A TALE OF PAGAN TONGUE
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A TALE OF PAGAN TONGUE,
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The sun descended to the ground
behind the mountains, in the sea
a one-eyed man wanders sullen to the highest hill
there he will survey over those surviving will
The flaming shores are yet unseen
in spite of dawn, the horizon sleeps
the sea gleams with lethal cold
witness yourself here, alone yet bold
The night is born, the christlings thorn
the sun seems dead and somehow forlorn
and the moon lurks above
The beasts they howl her song
told to be unchained at the day of doom
their random laws, taught by the gods
are to be redeemed when he sets sail
There will forever be this ancient tounge
primal wisdom from natures own longue
Count the shores of the utter coast
and fear peace forever most
when time is ripe to revive the past
let us see who stands triumphant
The echoes of cosmic strife
borne to the one-eyed man
by the ravens of reminiscence
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The sun descended to the ground behind the mountains, in the sea a one-eyed man wanders sullen to the highest hill there he will survey over those surviving will The flaming shores are yet unseen in spite of dawn, the horizon sleeps the sea gleams with lethal cold witness yourself here, alone yet bold The night is born, the christlings thorn the sun seems dead and somehow forlorn and the moon lurks above The beasts they howl her song told to be unchained at the day of doom their random laws, taught by the gods are to be redeemed when he sets sail There will forever be this ancient tounge primal wisdom from natures own longue Count the shores of the utter coast and fear peace forever most when time is ripe to revive the past let us see who stands triumphant The echoes of cosmic strife borne to the one-eyed man by the ravens of reminiscence
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