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I roam, I strive to kill what cannot die

W ho once shone bright, a hero of a kind

I must divide him into parts of five

The giant, my friend, who has become so vile

And spread him wide from soil through air to sky

No coming back from the other side

Your flesh must rest and lie!

 Old Croghan what have you become?

No one must remember you when gone!

I called you friend but now you are estranged

And I regret that I‘d extend my hand

 W hat made you fall from idol to tyrant?

Will no one dare to put you to an end?

And fear will rise

Pain, terror, blood and cries

Does no one care to stand against demise?

To make you rest and lie!

I am to kill the thing that cannot die!

All fear and doubts I have to leave aside

As I must cleft you into parts of five

Your blood shall flow dispersed in waterfalls

I‘ll feed your heart and strength into the swamp

I‘ll throw your force and speed into the storm

Your poise and speech in aether be dissolved

At last your soul eternally must burn

Old Croghan

You‘ll be everywhere

But never whole again