Till the last kingdom falls
To a shelter repressed, by a long loneliness
Finding answers we scorned
In a vile yonder grave, with a scowl, we’ll remain in blood
For the hour of unrest, reeking this world of contempt
To the landscapes were drawn
A serenity dawns again
Till the last kingdom falls
And the circle will close again
world
words
withdrawn
unrest
regret
refrain
scorned
reeking
dawns
contempt
landscapes
chances
shelter
again
distress
scowl
amongst
answers
remain
finding
blood
drawn
valiant
inspiring
yonder
falls
circle
grieving
repressed
grave
hours
intent
serenity
campaign
kingdom
close
loneliness
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