A Mist Came Down the Mountain
A mist came down the mountain,
Aye it did, it did.
We slid into the water,
Safely hid, safely hid.
We swam to tell the Castle guard.
We did, aye, we did.
He shone the brightest lights on it
As he saw fit, saw fit.
And proudly it just stood there
Well lit, well lit.
Ready for eerie battle
With returning spirits, returning spirits.
Aye, ready for every battle
With the spirits that haunted it.
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