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Once there laid a child...
In this darkened forest laid a child.
The mother and father unknown to him.
He stretched his arms out as if a king.
Ridding a empty hazelnut for his chariot.
He smiled with razor sharp teeth.
Once there laid a child..
A child who wondered why?
He knocked on every door but no one answered him.
He rode on a she wolfs back.
He danced with raven feathers in his hair.
His mother and father only a raven and a she wolf.
He ran from this darkened forest for he saw this elk path has turned on him.
Once there lived a man.
A man who carried a ax to slay all the she wolves and ravens that attacked him.
Once there lived a man who travelled on a bloody path.
A man who became a murderers kin.
All the towns folk spoke... Among those petty sinners was the mother and father abandoned him...
The mother and father unknown to him.
He stretched his arms out as if a king.
Ridding a empty hazelnut for his chariot.
He smiled with razor sharp teeth.
Once there laid a child..
A child who wondered why?
He knocked on every door but no one answered him.
He rode on a she wolfs back.
He danced with raven feathers in his hair.
His mother and father only a raven and a she wolf.
He ran from this darkened forest for he saw this elk path has turned on him.
Once there lived a man.
A man who carried a ax to slay all the she wolves and ravens that attacked him.
Once there lived a man who travelled on a bloody path.
A man who became a murderers kin.
All the towns folk spoke... Among those petty sinners was the mother and father abandoned him...
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