Whispers of giants and kings long deceased
Swirl in my mind as I sew both my lips
That my ears may be open, my breath swiftly leaves
At the lake of corpses where ossatures link
At the lake of corpses where blood softly sings
Blessed waters
Heed my call
The waters incessantly stretch out my shape
As the clay is by the corpuscle wholly remade
The spectres of ancestors call me by name
At the lake of corpses where eidola reign
At the lake of corpses I'm taken away
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