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The Stone SpiralI am mountains, I am stone and river, I am clay and I am fireI am death destroyer, I am life, birth giver Gathered at the lake, to places of reflection To stare upon the other world, to look into their eyes The gateways are still water, sacrifice must be given to life Our lifeblood spills into the black marsh waters Like the great serpent it sleeps before we awaken The old and weathered rock, a place where gods once stood They left their sign for us, their heritage in our blood The path of the true kin its journey unending The serpent, the great old one, the will of the stone The spiral, the cycle, the path of the chosen Under the mountain and under the sky When skies are black you feed the land You pierce the sky with your spear and make it bleed White flame flashes through the clouds Under your deafening battlecry that fills our hearts with pride I am the watcher, the hunted, the seer The wisdom of ages, the will of the land I am the warrior, the hunter, the spear The stalker in grey mist, the ending of man |