Berzemon

Amongst whispers and shadows

Berzemon
I am escaping from the place of suffering
oblivion haunted prison
going after only dim light of the moon
that challenges the endless dusk

Amongst whispers and shadows
as the northern thunder roars

Running from fearful noises
distant wingbeats of prowling dragons
to be lost in this ghastly wasteland
forlorn I will surely perish

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