Borghest!
Why awaken my mind at this hour?
Approaching is a greater power.
Treading where and why?
Trampling callid flower
and causing the garm'ns to cry
Then I must up and see what is nigh!

Huuste'l!
I fear something arcane!
No abomination will threaten our sane.
For me you live and die?
I will allow you no bane
and leave only husks to dry
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I danced a jig where the yellow foam churns
I sidelined a line-sider where no fire burns
I burnt some trees and if you please
I will loosen my drag for you

I lost my mind eight years ago a hundred times
I tripped over ropes and I bloodied invisible lines
I quenched the fires of a million liars
I will tighten my fist and think blue

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