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Times has darkened and sickness lays in valley below.
Here you are, brothers on a journey to spread the alarm.

Guided by ice and storm,
death hides in the white.
Guarded by the eyes of the Black,
that judges through the focus of chest.

Hear. This spears the inner ear
and speaks in twisted tongues
Word of the king, the judge and the traitor.
Deafening the breath, silence the dispair.

As black as a crow's wing,
life veiled in absolute zero.
Would you see the grim,
when the end haunts unseen?

Out for the desired behind the great cold distance.
One for hunger primitive, but one to save her heart.

As glaciers trap snaps shut,
bones bow to pressures cold.
As snow sheds the sickened red
and doom laid before them.

And so be it.
Twisted tongues has spoken.
Exposure to hunger primitive,
but to the heart, the plague.

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