Upon a hill of mist and stone,
A castle stands, both grand and lone,
Its towers pierce the twilight sky,
As whispers of old legends fly.
The walls are wrapped in ivy’s lace,
A timeless spell within its grace,
Where echoes of knights' swords once rang,
And ancient ballads still are sang.
♪ The Soul of Wind
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