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I come from a line of kings

Long forgotten, long dead, long interred in ancient soils

Their bones naught but a latticework

Of old memories that thread beneath these hills

Flesh merged with earth

Spirit with roots

An essence left to drift

On the sad winds of time

I am the last of my line and in strife was I sired

Forever the bitter taste of slaughter upon my tongue

To an age of blood I have come and only pain awaits

Sovereignty my gift and sorrow my reward

Eyes that witnessed the death of their father

Burn steadfast with the vengeance born of righteousness

Alone, I traverse the ways of the old ones

Before the barrow of my ancestors, I cry out for wisdom

Centuries of woe bleeds through this earth

Threnodies stir the very stones of these chambers

A single voice travels forlorn on the nightwinds

A desperate prayer beseeching for guidance

For thine was an age of glories now dust

A kingdom flourishing on pillars of honour

Gilded by the strength of the steadfast

A radiating brilliance painting this land

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