Blood From the Mountain
As the lore goes,she is a ghost of the past,
trapped in the form of a mountain
her curse long ago cast.
Man's punishment she will never forgive,
We ask the mountain for her coal,
and she sees her oppurtunity,
to avenge her cursed soul.
When we take the coveted and prized mud,
the mountain requiers a repayment,
and she demands it in the form of blood.
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