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A Thrall Of The NightSnow falls on frosty soilIn my mournful place Where at night the sorrow rains Silently… eternally Silent lie the barren plains In this magical night While above in snowy cold Thrones the mount …and suddenly they’re calling me The wind blows stronger; as it went cold Its mighty sound I hear as the thunderclap draws near Behold the mountainside The wood enclosed in snow My emptiness invited them Then touches me coldly …the thrall of the woods …of the night Snow falls on frosty soil On my mournful grave While above no morrow dawns Silently… eternally |