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Crunch of the damned underfoot.
Blood in the air curls my nostrils.
Hot breath of a fearless sun taunts my skin.
Jeg er tapt. I am lost.
Cleverest of foxes escapes my grasp.
Snotra protects him, but not for long.
The blood that dots the ground is his.
Jeg er glemt. I am forgotten.
My shadow comes to stretch over his.
Praise to Tyr chases the frost from my breath.
The drum inside me rolls, and my axe falls hard.
Jeg er Jeger. I am Hunter.
Flood this fire within my core, sweet angels of the last embrace.
Assuage this ache for something more, than empty eyes and hollow praise.
Hush my future hardships' call, so I may once forgo this strife.
Or 'least show mercy when I fall, and whet the blade of Fate's cruel knife.
WhateverWhatever you say, whatever you say
I'm just a coward get out of my way
Whatever you say dear, whatever you say
I'm an accessory with which you can play
Whatever forever, I'm tired of games
Just burn me or use me, whatever you say
Whatever's enough for this litle charade
It's already over, and has been for days
Whatever you feel like, are you cold or on fire?
If you say I love you I might call you a liar
Whatever my thoughts are they always come true
Except for the ones that speak highly of you
DesireMy shadow rises up the walls
And o'er the paths of stone
Through bristled blades with leafy dress
And into depths unknown
Along the by an by it clings
In brook and mountain view
Its only purpose now to touch
A site as fair as you
DisplaceMy eyes are so heavy
My thoughts are so numb
My faith is so shattered
Til death be undone
My love is so vacant
My hands are so free
My west is eternal
So blindly I see
Come be in the moment
Come sit for a spell
Come dwell with my never
In heaven or hell
Today I come closer
Today will I die
Today ends the sorrow
For just you and I
On wings of compassion
In maw of despair
The black twisting nether
Shall wait for me there
BlossomChance did carry unto me
A stroke of luck and named it thee
In ragged gardens ever grew
The brightest flower picked for you
But chance gave way to light of day
Which shriveled pedals turning gray
It was not what it seemed to be
This blossom which I kept for thee
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