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Would it be my last November?

The darkness ends, still the candles glow

I drink the misty morning air, freezing air

The day is so close - my eternal foe

And thus I go away - the sunrise steals my shades

The forest sleeps while horned souls awake

Forgotten path leads me to the golden gates

My dreams are there, my home is there!

And thus I pass away - now silence is my fate

Empire shines, empire turns to dust

So it is done - to Navia I descend!

My home's been there, my dreams 've been there -

Always!