primeval mountains strike deep cracks
scream cuts in the innermost marrow
song of the dead
deep and dark
strong and mighty
with thunder and crash
with power and power
songs of sorcery
voices that grow into roars
like the thunder of the waterfall
over bogs and marshes
through wasteland and forest
over dark primeval lakes
troll death and sorcery
a life of sorrow and lamentation
the day never dawns
they know no sun
they live in darkness

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