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Doomed by Howling Winds
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The wind cast a ruin upon my soul The night is dying, yet we cursed the dawn Each mourning, upon a festering grave The moonlight has no shine through the doom The burning corpse of god shall keep us warm In the doom of howling winds For we are a race from beyond the wanderers of night
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