westward reaching wings of darkness.
doom aproaches. The dead awaken,
and hear there a horn in the hills ringing.
the heir of him to whom the oath they swore.
From the North shall he come, need shall drive him.
He shall pass the door to the path of the dead.
On your knees...
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