The Ballad of the Ghost Fish

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There was a time long long ago

before the cold winds did a'blow

before they stole our light away

and buried it deep deep down

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There was a time before the storm

before the glaciers took their form

before our brothers fell so low

and our prince feared the day

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There was a time, when with a groan

that our high king fell off the throne

before the bloody fan was closed

before the curse was lain

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There was a time so long ago

that we thought our land, they would forego

before our flags were torn and burned

and the river spoke its worst

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There was a time so far from near

when the spirits rose, with scales so clear

before the killer's fate was sealed

and with her grave came ours

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There was a time of another tone

when our great land was still our own

before they dyed our river red

before the ghost-fish rose

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Now waits a king for a crown of bone

to end Shiruba's lasting woe

to melt the ice and scatter snow

and then to rest the ghost fish go

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