∴
among ancient stones, wisdom resides,
majestic peaks, like sentinels of time,
their weathered faces hold the answers
of a thousand suns and endless climbs
∴
∴
among ancient stones, wisdom resides,
majestic peaks, like sentinels of time,
their weathered faces hold the answers
of a thousand suns and endless climbs
∴
∴
beneath a ragged cloak, in the grip of autumn’s darkness,
this grim tale unfolds, a haunting sight to witness,
a figure with a horse skull, a spectral form of dread,
wandering through the chilling night, collecting souls for the dead
∴
∴
granite giant looms,
in onerous toil, we strive,
victory’s sweet breath
∴
∴
endless thoughts may churn,
in clutching shadows tightly,
freedom’s path obscured
∴
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