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Black tomb

Growing inside the dark mound

Earth womb

Emergence from the dark of another place

New born

Escape the cradle of mold

Forlorn

A being full of hate for all of mankind

Barrowborn

A creature of the dark night

The bloody thorn

The coming frostbite

Barrowborn

Let loose

Prowling outside of the light

Induce

Perturbation in the minds of the

Weak prey

Contempt for all of the living

New way

Reshaping death for humanity

There are more horrible things than death

Enduring centuries, unable to grow old

The pain of experiencing the same futile things each day

Profound as a thousand nights, the abyss that is time

Barrowborn

A creature of the dark night

The bloody thorn

The coming frostbite

Barrowborn