Wind chuckles, stirring to unrest,
Those who dwell in Earth`s cold breast
Never shall be granted obliterating rest,
Those who bear the fetid Blood Crest.
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I liked these two lines the most: 'With night as their realm, Death they dethrone, Leaving a mere name on a forever silent stone.'