Under the Earth I go, On the oak leaf I stand.I ride on the fillyThat was never foaled,And I carry the dead in my hand.

Under the Earth I go, On the oak leaf I stand.I ride on the fillyThat was never foaled,And I carry the dead in my hand.
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Under the Earth I go, On the oak leaf I stand.I ride on the fillyThat was never foaled,And I carry the dead in my hand. Anonymous