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Rain falls from a dark-grey sky |
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I sense the falcon near |
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Across the nine worlds he flies |
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A silent voice my call |
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He seeks my soul |
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He sinks down to the underworld |
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And flies into my dream |
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He lifts me up while I sleep |
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And carries me away |
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I slip away |
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We fly over mountains |
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Over seas raging wild |
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I see trees shaken by the storm |
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And villages in peaceful dormancy |
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A shaman reaches out |
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To greet the one-eyed man |
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I see the past, the present and |
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The future melt to one timeless void |
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A mystic moor-land comes to sight |
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An unknown path ahead |
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Elves dancing around me |
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Could this not be an everlasting dream? |
