Wiegedood - Svanesang

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Crippled wings and dragging feet
Moving towards the place I dare not seek
As the darkness that springs from me, like night over day
Falls over the land I once wish (ed) to reign
Blood bounds the 12 circles while I am left behind
Bowed down to receive. Kept down and renounced
When knees and soil equal in filth
Time has come for blood to be spilt
Veins run dry
Lungs turn black
I will pray for us, one last time
On harps of gold with strings of air
I will play for you, only once
The song that Life itself could not bear