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My boots are covered in mud

My hands are covered in my people’s blood

I exist only to kill

I am losing my mind

Daylight comes and falls

Countless times

Trudging to the north

The frozen lands of the lich

I am losing the will to live

I follow the footprints

Deep within the icy snow

The warm sun vanishes behind the mountains

The darkness comes

Ethereal spirits draw nigh

I cover my ears

But they’re in my head

They tell me,

“We are the ghosts of your family,

We are the pain in your heart,

We are the art in the swing of your sword,

We are now the undying terror in your enemies!”

Daylight comes and falls

Countless times

Trudging to the north

The frozen lands of the lich

I am as a lonely wolf

Stalking silently upon my foes

They don’t know what’s about to happen

They don’t know…

I come upon the frozen Muspell

And the castle of my enemies