| From dawn 'till dusk we hide from the sun
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| Beneath old stones where light touches none
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| The mountain’s our friend, the haven we need
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| In the halls of it’s heart we frolic and feast
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| We hide away, like skavens when eagles fly
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| Far above and circle the sky
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| And then at night, when the sun is far away
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| We hunt down and feast on our prey
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| From dawn 'till dusk we hide from the sun
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| Beneath old stones where light touches none
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| The mountain’s our friend, the haven we need
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| In the halls of it’s heart we frolic and feast
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| We adore the moon that on us gently shine
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| We love the night so divine
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| Our shadows stalk the plains like ravens fly
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| At night our enemies die
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| Through blizzards and storms
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| Our names have been scorned
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| Our enemies slain
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| …In darkness we regin |