Over the Grasslands of Islay
Through the town of Urrdune
Across the bridge Vesiaies
And the Lake Laruanu.

Do you Hear the Hills call me?
Back unto my home.
The echoes of my kin
They beckon from their tomb.

I do not hope to stir you
Or beckon you to doom
But on this road I’ve burried.
More then just a few

Oh the horn that carries
It’s sound from here a cue
I must return to Highdorrn
To see my flag stay true.

Vinfeld Saga

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