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Wake up in sweat, full of regret, try to forget. Lying naked while the snow falls all around me ĭrifting closer to the edge but She won't have me! Now close my eyes, for one last time, and say goodbye. Staring at death, I take a breath, there's nothing left. Now turn thy gaze ahead and look to the morrow Now lift thine heavy head and vanquish thy sorrow Let the sting of the rain ne'er stray far from thee Let the wind and the rain crash down over thee The worm hath burrowed deep and hath grown Nola tulama tela ei (Smote by Levin's blinding might) Ona ramuhda deme os (The wicked burn, their pyres bright) Tela omnida tula ei (Thine advent quelleth creeping night) Ula menida tula oh (Hoary Arbor, Lord of Light)

Seething currents whorl Leviathan! Leviathan! Swell, ye seas of old Leviathan! Leviathan! Silence, from the knife that softly severs. Now tumbling, from the boundless heavens, taken. I'll drag you right down to the seventh gate!ĭrifting, in the realm beyond all knowing. The skies will tremble and the earth will quake, There's no salvation for the sons of man. Now kneel overdweller, your lord commands, You whet your blades, you thirst for more. In spite of the blood that was spilled before, Where the pulse of the land offers no respite.

Succumb to the hate that corrupts your fate! Shorn from the world 'neath the blazing sun,īow down, overdweller! (Under the weight) Where the rage runs red twixt shore and shore. Tempered in the flows of the mountain's core, 'Fore the graves are dug and the death knells toll. With heart of black and a stare that's cold.Ĭold are the hands that grasp at your soul, Wrought from the rock that stands upon old, Now nod your noggle nog, and mind your gob! She'll stick you in the gut, and give you bellyaches! To sing a little song and dance a little jig! He'll put an arrow straight in your rear! He'll tickle your nose then tickle your feet. Yet in one fleeting moment, for anew it doth growīrave a wall of whiskers to find his troop! In one fleeting moment, from the Land doth life flow To listen, to suffer, to entrust unto tomorrow Thy Life is a riddle, to bear rapture and sorrow Witness Suffer Borrow Reason Follow Stumble Wander Listen\ Whisper Shoulder Ponder Weather Answer Answer Answer Together Tell us why, given Life, we are meant to die, helpless in our cries?

Judgment binds all we hold to a memory of scorn Mired by a plague of doubt, the Land, she mourns Words without sound, these lies betray our thoughts War born of strife, these trials persuade us not Our souls have been torn and our bodies forsakenīearing sins of the past, for our future is taken Still deaf to our cries, lost in hope we lie defeated Now open your eyes while our plight is repeated Witness Listen Suffer Sanction Weather Wander Answer Honour Value Whisper Mention Ponder Warrant Cherish Welcome Suffer Promise Witness Reason Follow Wander Stumble Listen Walk free, walk free, walk free, believe. Look to those who walked before to lead those who walked after The soul yearns for honour, and the flesh the hereafter To all of my children to whom Death hath passed his judgement To all of my children in whom Life flows abundant How can we carry on if redemption's beyond us? My legs grow tired, tell us where must we wander? Release your hands, for your will drags us under I close my eyes, tell us why must we suffer?