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Shade of Carn Dûm
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I'm going to be uncreative and make a parody of the Barrow-Wight song again:
Cold be hand and heart and pants Cold be sleep under pants Never more to wake from stony pants Never, until the pants fail and the pants are dead In the black pants the stars shall die And still on pants here let them lie Until the Dark Lord lifts his pants Over dead pants and whithered pants. Repetitive and boring, but I'm tired and I don't care much.
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