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Subverters of virtue,
and passers - beware!
There's an odor of treachery
that stills in the air.

With each passing gust -
and the fog becomes clear.
They prepare us for battle -
and the battle cry: FEAR!
,,.,.,.,..,

So fondle your worries,
consider your plight -
as your great Homeland plunges
into the Cold Night.

With each chaining shackle
on their fathers they strung,
and into the depths
they will drag us along.
,.,.,,.,..,.,.

So farewell to the children,
and the stars that grow black -
their future was broken
when we turned our Backs.

But in the halls of our hearts,
Hope was gallantly hung -
and so into the twilight,
they'll carry us, strong.
,,..,.,.,.,.,

So when the dawn sharply breaks,
and the frost is released,
Our awakening souls shape
the Song that She breathes.

Then into the springtime,
that banner yet waves -
of a starry night sky
and the souls of Her race.

Description
Subverters of virtue,
and passers - beware!
There's an odor of treachery
that stills in the air.

With each passing gust -
and the fog becomes clear.
They prepare us for battle -
and the battle cry: FEAR!
,,.,.,.,..,

So fondle your worries,
consider your plight -
as your great Homeland plunges
into the Cold Night.

With each chaining shackle
on their fathers they strung,
and into the depths
they will drag us along.
,.,.,,.,..,.,.

So farewell to the children,
and the stars that grow black -
their future was broken
when we turned our Backs.

But in the halls of our hearts,
Hope was gallantly hung -
and so into the twilight,
they'll carry us, strong.
,,..,.,.,.,.,

So when the dawn sharply breaks,
and the frost is released,
Our awakening souls shape
the Song that She breathes.

Then into the springtime,
that banner yet waves -
of a starry night sky
and the souls of Her race.