Suwreel
The tale of the fat birds
Fire feathered in the dark woods
Asks the myth mountains
Snow drooping and year stained
The long magic of tears crystaled
Sing Cywril to Balour
Make the glad telling
Glow the Tenebrae's darkness
From the fen-mars to Dagash
The truth remains shuttered
The hard fists raise towers
The exhausted land prospers
Heavy with blood thirst
Sing Cywril, Sing, Sing
Gibbens, 68, 12
Jun 11, 2012
Jun 11, 2012 at 7:45 PM UTC
Suwreel
The tale of the fat birds
Fire feathered in the dark woods
Asks the myth mountains
Snow drooping and year stained
The long magic of tears crystaled
Sing Cywril to Balour
Make the glad telling
Glow the Tenebrae's darkness
From the fen-mars to Dagash
The truth remains shuttered
The hard fists raise towers
The exhausted land prospers
Heavy with blood thirst
Sing Cywril, Sing, Sing
Gibbens, 68, 12
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