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Nightwinds are calling
In the trees I hear them scream
Like a silent whisper
From the depths of a darkened dream
Take me away...
To the realms of silence
Father of all raging storms
Northwind
Oh wind from north bring freezing rain
Bolts and thunder and icy pain
For thy wings shall carry our names high
On frigid breezes across the sky
Carry me...
To the mourning halls
To carve my name
Within the walls
Beyond the mountains
You shall set me free
And from the shadows
I'm calling thee...
...Father