Far beyond the quiet Where the gods no longer reign The ice once formed the landscapes Into mountainsides and stains Many miles to walk here Still so many miles to stalk A place to be remembered Still the story is untold Waiting for the darkness Lights are soon to disappear Black clouds in the horizon Drift away in the open air A man stands on the hillside Watching the blackened sky Memorizing times from another age Now make his soul and spirit glance like fire See the ravens fly there Circling in the storm Hidden from the new world Where the spiritless are born Watching from his mountain Stands a man who knows his fate He who brought the legends And became a god himself Far beyond the stillness Where the gods no longer reign The ice once formed the landscapes Into mountainsides and stains The wisdom from the Dark age He brought forward to tell The lightening in his spirit Strong he carried his own fate
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