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SONG OF THE WATCHER

I walk a land of empty hills
Within a dying light

Against the sky a sentinel
Tireless, tall and straight,
For out of loneliness I came
And into darkness-go
I am a weary watcher
Beneath the cool stars' glow.

Oh, stark the hills that trace
Their edge against the sky;

No voice is here but the long grass leans
Before the wind and sighs

While through the swiftly falling night
Come faintly battle cries.
Oh, out of loneliness I came
And will return to far
And lonely solitude
A sentinel of stars.

But when. the Powers of Darkness fall
And the slow war is won;

When light encompasses the world
And vigilence is done

I'll find another' universe
Lit by dying suns.
For out of loneliness I came
And into darkness go.
I have no friend but crying wind
Beneath the cold stars' glow.

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