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The shield and helm but underwhelm
The power of my blow
They bend and break beside the lake
Around the fallen foe

The foe who fought but who had not
The power to survive
For every foe who fought me so
Is not today alive

From South to North I've traveled forth
And every place I came
I left so that each bird and bat
Heard rumour of my name

The greatest beast from out the East
I hunted through the snow ...