SAY t tower,

        t feed as therd feeds,

        t, their wine gone sour,

        Laot a soldier needs,

        t all are oath-bound men:

        t in.

        tomb stand t,

        But he shore:

        the winds roar,

        Old bones upon tain shake.

        to bribe or ten,

        Or w a mans a fool

        kings fotten,

        Cares s up his rule.

        If he died long ago

        hy do you dread us so?

        tomb drops t moonlight,

        But he shore:

        the winds roar,

        Old bones upon tain shake.

        to must climb and clamber

        Catche morn

        retched in slumber

        S    horn.

        But hes a lying hound:

        Stand h-bound!

        tomb the dark grows blacker,

        But he shore:

        the winds roar,

        Old bones upon tain shake.
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