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Bearer Of SorrowArise from eerie woodsMossgrounds nightful eyes Spectres of the forests lap Guardians of the hills Behold the distant villages Pulsating cold Clad in starlits silver cloak Bearer of sorrow Reaping mankinds seed …since eternity Sheephearted herds dine On poisoned ground Waiting to be torn Old is the world Grim and cold Behold us mighty watchers Nightful glare While we’re reaping plague From barren fields Bearer of hatred Bid us from the face of the earth …let me walk among the wolves |