| Stood throughout the ages, respectful and reverent
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| Despite of light overshadowed, disdainful and proud
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| A declaration of a loss, a mark of inheritance
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| As proud as once was in the beginning still is
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| For thousands of years and trials, erect, defiant
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| In memory of his dead son, concealed and colored
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| A torn away bliss and its sudden loss
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| We serve to praise, we serve to praise
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| From father to son on stone (Från fader till son…)
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| From Darinn to son (Från Darinn till son…)
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| Relic of decay, its striking wings and story
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| The wounds from gold will never heal
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| The fragments of loss will never forgret nor will forgive
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| A carved stone monument, strengthen and teach us
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| A remnant of the past in vengeance and honor
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| A declaration of a loss, a mark of inheritance
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| As proud as once was in the beginning still is
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| From father to son on stone (Från fader till son…)
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| From Darinn to son (Från Darinn till son…) |