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Blood of Mountains

Accepts sacrifice

with insouciance

Coruscating vapors stir

to obscure its turgid power

Judgement by a blind hand

Without malice or mercy

Blood of the Mountain

Swallows all sound

Glinting crimson like fire

Stained with the sweat of iron

Cuts a visceral gash in the rock

Preparing to receive

Buries the worthy

Buries their worth

No cleansing stream

Cold womb of death

Steals the last breath

Swelling its banks

with countless souls

thus, Tis’forundal feeds

Never finding rest

Doomed to wander

All consumed by hunger

Raging out to the sea

Bloated with effluvium

Eager to disgorge and be clean

Tis’forundal screams on