Listen to my hopeful call.
Heed meh warning, do as I say,
Or yeh lives'll wash away.
The dark, it comes,
Closer each day,
It comes to take
Our land away.
If yeh must, dream on,
But no matter what,
Yeh can't stop
What's comin' fer us!
So all, flee! Flee to the hills!
Through the meadow and past the mills!
We'll all die soon, but listen to meh!
You'll live a bit longer if you flee!
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