The old man led the way
Down a road lined by graves
To a city that lay in flames
Oaths of blood can't be washed away
Howling ghosts line the road
Warning me not to follow
Certain death 'ere I go
But there's something that I must know
Promises made to the earth
Etched into me since birth
I must honour them first
Or forever be cursed
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