Now it's our turn
We see the ships burn
From afar we descry
Black smoke in the sky

They're not coming back
Empathy lack
Broken all bonds
Brown shriveled fronds

Death, doom and ice
That is our price
To leave these lands
Against their commands

Go or turn back
To gods we attack
Swallow thy pride
To ourselves we lied

Can we repent
Remorse is spent
There's nothing left there
No will to repair

Death, doom and ice
That is our price
To leave these lands
Against their commands

And so we go north
That is our course
With what lies ahead
Most soon will be dead

A gentle breeze
To winds that freeze
Air that was calm
Soon will embalm

Death, doom and ice
That is our price
To leave these lands
Against their commands

Semi-solid seas churn
Soon the clever ones learn
Where it's safe to tread
Or they end up dead

For a month we walk
Some forget how to talk
Nothing left but tears
We've forgotten our fears

Those who make it through
Know one thing is true
The curse merely delayed
Our doom will come one day

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