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Icy caverns I spelunk

ancient secrets hidden here

light my torch with frostbitten hands

delve into the unknown

without my weapons

treasures I procure

my ragged armor torn

rely on sorceries

warmth by means of ring and torch

I must be near

I consult the sacred text

oracle of wickedness

drives me on

blind warrior of the flesh

feel my desire

deeper I plunge

icy hands bleeding now

too far I've come

too long I've lusted

to just lie down and die

in a frost grave

preserved in time

the gods would know my fate

but a vision cometh

showed me the way

I am upon my knees

without my weapons