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Where the ancients lie

In the depths of REDCLIFFE

I found a place

Of sheer and utter grimness

The winds blew like icey fire

They would destroy jesus

I sat on my pillar and watched

Hellfire rise below me

One night in redcliffe i came to see

Sheer and utter grimness

Demons played havoc in the streets

GRIM AND FROSTBITTEN PENINSULA

I fought back the demons

Some i befriended

We marched to holy cross

And burnt the church to ASHES

GRIM AND FROSTBITTEN PENINSULA