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 Under The Plaintive 
 
 And so does  downhearted tune
 Resound through  murky night
 And the wind groan its  song
 For the ill-lucked  in plight
 
 These  round-shouldered figures
 Forward slowly  this grey day
 Under the forest's  canopy
 Out of the drifting snow's 
 
 With rime  they wander
 With guilt carved-hearts  flee
 With grim stained-minds  hover
 Between hope  despair
 
 With rime  they wander
 With  carved-hearts they flee
  grim stained-minds they ponder
 If they ever be free of their 
 
 May the stars  my eyes
 And the wind becomes my 
 Let them guide  through
 These pitch-dark mornings
 
 May the snowfall 
 And the shining  rise
 So we can  our way out
  these all-consuming nights
 
 Underneath the  of stars
  by another cold night
 Two round-shouldered figures
 Leave these shores 
 
 Quietly they wonder
 If  ever will see the light
 They  lose in their shadows
 Owe to the darkest of