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Steadfast as the mountain

Through all the winters of the world

I am earth, soil and stone

Unfettered amidst the gathering dark

Roots wrapped in bone

Flesh and earth entwined

Long forgotten tomes

Old blood enshrined

Breaming through the breaking morn

Of meadows green and ancient wisdom lost

In silence a far and fading reverie

Of mighty oaks and weeping boughs of thorn

Twin pyres light the path before me

And I'll never be led astray

We are untamed, our should with one desire

Our eyes ablaze with the fire of belief