Laga, Ragalor - Still She Rises
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The Tide Came Home, But Not The Ships
The Hearth Burned Low On Grieving Lips
Beneath The Moon, The Cold Earth Stirred
And Through Her Bones, Its Summons Burned
I Wept Where No Returning Oar Was Heard
I Bled Beneath The Bright Edge Of The Sword
When Sorrow Crossed My Door Without A Sound
The Hearth Burned Low On Grieving Lips
Beneath The Moon, The Cold Earth Stirred
And Through Her Bones, Its Summons Burned
I Wept Where No Returning Oar Was Heard
I Bled Beneath The Bright Edge Of The Sword
When Sorrow Crossed My Door Without A Sound
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