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Winter's Gate (part 1)Part 1: Slaughter MoonThe hoar sea enfolds us the scent of the coming winter. Hear the howl of the wind, a song from the ocean’s womb. Far away behind us black smoke still rises high. Houses of the Southern God broken under the iron hooves. The iron hooves! The time of slaughter moon, sunless, starless ways. Sailing to world’s end to meet our crown or doom. The time of slaughter moon, the season of the mist. We’re faring in the dark, sinking into cold night. Into cold night! The grim sea unfolds us the scent of the burning temples. Hear the wail of the waves, a song from the hidden deep. Far away from homely shores and winter is on our tail. Driven by hunger and greed, swallowed soon by the great worm. The great worm! The time of slaughter moon, sunless, starless ways. Sailing to world’s end to meet our crown or doom. The time of slaughter moon, the season of the mist. We’re faring in the dark, sinking into cold night. Into cold night! |