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EIGHTEEN
Gathering lights and growing voices, shelter among the rocks seems safe out of sight.
From the shadows we strike, eged by fear to fight!
Down along the water no more foes do we need, we slink into the darkness.
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Gathering lights and growing voices, shelter among the rocks seems safe out of sight.
From the shadows we strike, eged by fear to fight!
Down along the water no more foes do we need, we slink into the darkness.