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Am I alive or dead?
Torn asunder, battlefield before me
As written in fire, when the ancient gods decreed
My sword claimed the screams of my enemies
Disciples of piety (often) worthy of my scorn
...we watched them all die
...the lifeless they lie
Is it a dream that I may one day awake
As I witness lifeless souls and burning lakes
The snow falls around me
Where hath my brothers gone?
A silence fills air
Where our victory was sung
...I watch them all die
...as if lifeless they all now lie
Those sworn to fight with me
Now as ghosts in the wind
I sit on bended knee
No salvation left within
The breeze I once held dear
On my battered face
Nor the shivering grasp of fear
From this immortal disgrace
For the darkness, I command thee
To my men I wish to return
An emotional art lacking in me
And for this, I know i will burn
No longer one with this earth
But a mist-borne specter of Hell
Chosen as the One, from my birth
In the end, I knew it all too well
The breeze I once held dear
On my battered face
Nor the shivering grasp of fear
From this immortal disgrace
I shall not flee, nor will I beg
To deities wishing me dead
I shall defy and return to form
My spirit strong and battle worn
Winter storms I once loved before
Those forgotten wares of lore
Once again will be mine to thrill
For there is more blood to spill

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