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Tales are now scared

I'm so sad,

That the great dark waves of winter on the south, have heard my screams

And wonders who's challenging the masters of agony?

And therefor are coming to The North!

I'm so hurt;

That the doomed dead of the whole unfair wars have heard me crying,

And cheered up  that they now know the stages of pain
That they have been lucky not to ever reach!
I'm so broken, 
That the ...

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