Kreuzweg

They cross the land from north to south, pass the Lowfields and escape the marshes. But on this forest their journey ends, These hills will stay unbent. Lay among faithful alliance, Covered by an unseen hand To ensure what has been ours since The day the forests breathe This path will force you down, Inevitable, as uncounted times before You fight, hack, bleed, crawling through The dust, in the shadow of the wall