Raven on the high mound, Enemy in the wood; Blood upon the cold blade, Sorrow in my heart. Wind upon the stark plain, Glen swallowed in thick mist; Fate speaks out its solemn word, God walks in disguise. Raven on the high mound, Enemy in the wood; Blood upon the cold blade, Sorrow in my heart. Wind upon the stark plain, Glen swallowed in thick mist; Fate speaks out its solemn word, God walks in disguise. Raven on the high mound, Enemy in the wood; Blood upon the cold blade, Sorrow in my heart. Wind upon the stark plain, Glen swallowed in thick mist; Fate speaks out its solemn word, God walks in disguise.
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