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Corpus of mist

Revived in gist

Sullen woes deep in the mire

In essence only mine to bear

Who will recide 'neath the spires

A house to grant an heir

This dreadful tomb

Primeval memories

Tragedies of future past

Now chained to your neck

From father to child

Veiled in dust for the ages

A memento close to heart

Our hearts

Vanquish mythology

Drain the well

Burn the orchard

Break the spell

Purge the darkness

As I bid farewell

Forge your trail

In the event of fortuity

Remember grief is a fickle sickness

So wear it always

Wear it with love

Fervent and endless

The golden Argus

With daughter above

Proprietor of the lion's share

Be the vindication of me

God is watching over you

He will guide the way

He is river of grace

Through the barren state of our time