The roots of the mountain, dwell deep in dark earth Forlorn against bright stars, wild beasts clamber Around in the darkness, feasting on fear The howling winds, marching the journey towards the mountain The soughing winds, shrouding the giant with the darkness Weighty is the sight... The spirit flame shall alight... The sun is rising Shall wear the mountain down The might time fall, can break its colossal back The nefarious witch of death mountain. Wrapped in the evening cold The sky slowly bled, welcoming the foreboding night
mountain, soughing, weighty, clamber, shrouding