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Tá an talamh beo. Draíochta leathann an t-aer. Is é an foraoise iomlán de, De cumhachta ársa. Rudaí cónaí anseo, Rudaí d'aois, ó am roimh linne; Biotáille agus créatúir. Tá an talamh beo Le leis an draíocht ó fada ó shin.

The Lonely Godling quests His mind speaks to him Shadow flies by his side. Lord of Time watches him, Whom which he does not trust. Luck is how he survives. Following a path long set in motion It, he claims, he cannot escape. Wyrd bið ful aræd: Fate is inexorable.

Twinkle twinkle, little star! How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high. Like a demon in the sky. The night is burning like my head, The voices whispering in my bed. The stars around me are singing now, To butcher the town and to fill my vow. So here I walk into the night. Snuffing candles, snuffing light, Above their beds I'm creeping now. Bleeding pigs to fill my vow. Twinkle twinkle, little star! Death is all I know you are. A mist above the world so high, Red as the glow of a demon's eye!