The Silent Dirge

High above the valley, deep within the mountains;

There our souls are buried death shall never find them.

Long before birth we were bought and sold,

Chained in blood but owned by body and soul.

Never alone we bury, never alone we burn;

Never alone we ferry, never alone turn.

Never alone we cry, never alone we sleep;

Never alone we fly, Never into the deep.


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