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There is a place, beneath those ancient stones
Where the ones with no goal are headed
Through dust, ghosts, skeletons and unknowns
For all we know, they should get shredded

Many fall in the face of time
Hidden man knows too well
He didn't intend any crime
Just hid himself and, then, fell.

The caves of berídan lie beneath
Raiders need those to cross the wasteland
With eyes wide, their weapons unsheathe
They advance, the one who knows now command

I see the foolish mortal thugs
Walking in dungeon amongst the dead
Deep moaning all their senses floodes
Spirits try to charm them, the mislead
They see their goal, the beasts to find
Feared berídan - into wasteland ride.

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