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Haggard In the fullmoon prossecion As the evening breaks The night awakes And the land is mournfully wrapped in silence Sorrow last And remains the past cause this will be my ending day Then the moonlight dies And torches rise See the crowd longing for the ritual burning Holy rimes, as the churchbells chime cause this will be my ending day Silent thief Take me away Let my soul rest in the realm of fairytales And as the fire enlightens the dark