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Mountainous ravines flow with the tides of perdition

Filling the sights with quixotic caprice

behold the tides find the world in ruins

the deluge rising against the poison spattered sky

fortunate enough our fate is sealed

the hall of Brimir waits for me

sadly i see this through standing fearlessly

the conflagration erupts, we are swallowed by the sea

Mountainous ravines flow with the tides of perdition

Filling the sights with quixotic caprice

away from the land to be seen over

fixed in the succession of failure and triumph

the waves shall take me once again