Elvish Runes
¶ 1
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A young Elf leaves home on a great adventure
Off to a far foreign land the journey will begin
Leaving behind a burden he has had to bear
With hope in his heart the crownless will be King.
¶ 2
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Now at Liverpool this new power is rising
Strength, speed and elegance, a will to win
He speaks a foreign language, an Elvish tongue
The writings and runes tattooed to his skin.
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