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A shadow, dark as the night,
It holds all evil, with all its might,
It glides, high in the skies,
holding with it all man's lies.
A cry, cold and heartless,
Ready to cut through darkness,
It dives, for the hunt,
Captures it, and exeunts.
A crow, although very low,
And believe, it knows,
of every man's sin,
and those of his kin.
28/04/2009
Mjllonir
It holds all evil, with all its might,
It glides, high in the skies,
holding with it all man's lies.
A cry, cold and heartless,
Ready to cut through darkness,
It dives, for the hunt,
Captures it, and exeunts.
A crow, although very low,
And believe, it knows,
of every man's sin,
and those of his kin.
28/04/2009
Mjllonir
