He came along across the snows
Spitting curses from his mouth
Striding
From far beyond the mountains of Crom
Where the forces of
The shadows that keep haunting your soul
Drag you again into
I went down to the river and what did I
A pure young soul, thrown into this world
- Left alone
From within the midst of the woods
Sings a pipe with
A cold and icy world lies around me
I journey on
Somewhere within the darkest moors
Between black cliffs like the devil's
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