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Swansons Of The Ancient Stream

Here lies an ancient stream
Of a dying river
My heart in its stones
I’m suffering

Cursed be the new-age man
For burning the roots
My soul drowned in blood
I’m suffering

The blood in pain
The thirst is strong
Gone be the stream
Burnt be the stones

I’m struggling
To the last drop
Of my black blood
Oh, I’m struggling

This is my swansong
The sand has won
I’m passing away
Away to nothing

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