Old Watchers, Pt. 2

My brothers and sisters
Had the same path as me
The old watchers of men
Standing over them

We are alive
The old watchers of this land
We are forgotten
Ruined by the selfish human hand
We are the brave
Our walls stand the test of time
We are the grave
Great memories don't deserve to [C7]die

Beholders as always
And bold through the cold
Deeply ɾooted in this land
We will never fall

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