As the ocean swallows the sun
Shadows appear on the horizon
White headed peaks crowned by the dying light
Mark the funeral of day and the birth of the night
I begin my ascent
Towards the pillars of the earth
As I stumble along this meandering path
The bitter wind sweeps aside waves of mist
Perched on the throne of the mountain
I now gaze out onto the desolate plain
As I let my thoughts swim amongst aurora's light
Tonight I have conquered the stars
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