Two men were building a fountain
Near an old castle by the water
One was mixing great deals of wisdom
In a speech that sounded like nonsense
The other was understanding what the other was saying
And knew more than he was suppose to
They were two common people
They sat down and told a story:
Demons will come from this water, one said.
They'll slaughter every man, every woman, every child
They'll gather all the new-born in a basket
And then pass their mighty axe all the way through it
A pour peasant woman will find among the bodies
Two babies that were still alive
A great feast was prepared and all survivors came to great the new born,
To celebrate their survival, they made an oath together
The two babies will become the new king and his right hand
They will lead them to a great battle
Help all man kind survive
Defeat the wolf-looking demons
Everybody was celebrating...



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