In your latest hour of need
on disgusting things you will feed
On strange ground you will bleed
your last blood
succombed by the flood
of despair, hunger and sorrow
you think there is no tomorrow
From a corner you'd never expect
Comes a mysterious effect
Where you once thought enemies would abide
Now its teh place, where friends you will find
Betrayed by your own blood, your own kin.
Your future destroyed, no chance to win.
All what was good, has turned to sin.
And what remained is revenge,
and a solid pledge.
"This will not happen again, I will not let it be"
"One day my people will be free"
From a corner you'd never expect
Comes a mysterious effect
Where you once thought enemies would abide
Now its teh place, where friends you will find
(the song of the village, is to be sung on the friends festival. which is held every 5 years in the northern elven kingdom. It is written by Tolean while she resided in the human village)
Auteur: Max Argos | ||
Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 15 december 2005 | ||
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