"...they come to us, these restless dead, Shrouds……" — Mira Grant

...they come to us, these restless dead, Shrouds woven from the words… - Mira Grant
"...they come to us, these restless dead, Shrouds woven from the words of men, With trumpets sounding overhead (The walls of hope have grown so thin And all our vaunted innocence Has withered in this endless frost) That promise little recompense For all we risk, for all we've lost..."

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