A Stolen Heart
Black shadows passed through trees
Passed through stone walls
Crept up galleries and halls
A gem to take
A gem to seize
The Shadowfire
For, the gem does possess,
strength and conscience
These are the things the Ice King desires
A stolen heart
held in the cold hand of the Ice King
Will make him strong again
To kill and maim
Revenge for all that were slain
A heart must be given freely
You cannot steal these things
For then....
They have no love
No meanings
The Wraiths gathered up the Shadowfire
In the depths of winter
In the bitterest cold
A gem to restore strength
To make them bold
Slipping through the lock and hasp
The Shadowfire carried away
To the Ice king
Whose cold bony hands waited,
for the time that the gem...
Would be in his grasp
Screeching and wailing triumphantly
The Shadowfire was placed in the Kings' hand
Now he had the strength to take
and conquer all in this land
A battle to commence
Destroy all
Through a stolen heart
Taken from the Great Hall
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