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Here I lie
In my own blood
And strangers cry for me
I'm prepared to meet the gods
I wish they'd let me be
I've missed the breeze of my home field
The frozen lakes and winter snow,
but now my yearning start to approach
Father, I'm coming home
Now, I rest in my blood
Soon I will face the gods
Everybody cry for me
They must let me be...
In my own blood
And strangers cry for me
I'm prepared to meet the gods
I wish they'd let me be
I've missed the breeze of my home field
The frozen lakes and winter snow,
but now my yearning start to approach
Father, I'm coming home
Now, I rest in my blood
Soon I will face the gods
Everybody cry for me
They must let me be...
Annons