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If you think the forest is a mystic place for relaxing |
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Then you are wrong... the forest of Koppigen... |
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I've been told... this story began on cloudy summernight... |
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The night before the storm |
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Before the storm began to break |
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I walked slowly through this place |
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Leaves whispering in the clouds of trees |
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It's 1998 and lightning craks near |
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Before the storm... it's 1998 and I feel fear |
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But now, I am struck by a bolt, |
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Deep in my brain, deep in my memories |
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Lost alone in the storm surrounded by lightning |
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Caught in my body and my soul |
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I feel my body to decompose, |
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Just a little angel pose |
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Climbing plants grab me by the hands... |
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Down in a hole - back in this time |
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I wake up, I can't hear the sound of the freeway |
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Where, where, where in God's name am I? |
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Awake in a land filled with scents, |
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Where the good old sagas have been told |
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From far away a rider comes to me |
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I think I know him... Kurt was his name |
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[Chorus] |
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Back in 1298 |
