For The WinMaka
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Wind across the barren land
Lift my wings from the desert sand
My spirit is broken, but not my hands
To write these lines in the sand
Deceivers, unbelivers
Fall on your knees
And pray for the winds to come
Undying and defying North
Winter bless your child
I'm coming home
Sun burns my eyes in this strange land
Vast fields of sand from where I stand
My ships are gone, but the sea will carry me
Under your skies
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