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Tales Told by the Fireside
By the Gangrel of the british Isles and Eire
As recalled by Qualin Hess, Wilderness blood of the Cammarilla, Journeymann of Eire
Songs sang by Charles Mantal, Wilderness Blood of Anarchs, Weapon Smith. |
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The Visitation of Khmvum
The fire grows dark, the wood becomes black,
The flame will go out, misfortune will fall on us!
On us misfortune, O Khmvum!
Khmvum sets out on a journey,
A journey towards the sun,
In his hand the bow shines,
The bow of the hunter on high.
He has heard the voice of his children.
Great Son Of The Thundercloud!
Son of the Thundercloud!
Thou brave, loud speaking Guru!
Talk softly, please,
For I have no guilt:
Let me alone! Forgive me!
For I have become quite weak.
Thou, O Guru!
Son Of The Thundercloud!
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