Wind blowing over snow-laden heights
Aetherial ribbons of dazzling light
Twin moons rising on a frosty night
Over Skyrim
Snowy and white.
Frothy waves breaking on the icy shore
Blue crystal cliffs echoing the ocean's roar
Northern coasts braving winter's maw
In the fatherland
Home of Kyne and Shor.
Upon thermals soaring flew the sacred bird
Sister-Hawk flying over crypts and heroes interred
Her piercing voice crying, carrying nature's word
Across tundra
Her music was heard.
The ravages of war rend this ancient domain
Mortal savages battling until only corpses remain
The Book of the Dead's passages filled with names
In this realm
Of queens and thanes.
Sovngarde's souls multiplying with every death
Each warrior buying another's last whispered breath
In a civil war raging, the land riven and cleft
In Skyrim
Home of widows bereft.
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