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For thousand aeons abiding the time so silent and mute the wind murmurs a tale |
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The wise of yore evoked the spirits to see the arcanum but ay they failed |
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A witness of wyverns elfs and sylvan glory a petrified story of ... ancient realms [Lead: Arkadius] |
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Thy mind of stone a secret that accelerates |
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The tides of time awaken by moonlight when a bard reminds a tale |
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A fresh gale defeats my enchanted mind farewell to my delight but when the moon rises again in my dreams , |
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I will fight |
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Oh can you see the dancing shadows ? the fairy - ring right there behind the trees ? close your eyes ... 4. |
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So I reel away to a vale of cists in front of me endless buried names of forlorn games wilting |
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I fall to the ground unable to reach the gate the stones on which he lain all knew his name |
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Fare you well my mother |
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I shall search your flames in the four winds of the land |
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Fare you well my dear son |
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Never forget the end |
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I awake by moonlight under a lorn tree a forgotten might forces me to the sea |
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By a lonly seashore a fair young naiad beholds me the spray whispers my name |
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I laud her embrace , my wild young sea |
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So In desperate longing |
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I take my path unable to turn around a forgotten might lames my will |
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But in my dreams |
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I can hear her voice a flame in the dark a forgotten might makes me chill |
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By a lonly tree a fair maiden beholds me |
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Eyes of soil , a sylvan goddess her beauty lames my forlorn heart silently the stones whisper a name |
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I laud her embrace like a fuddled bard |
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So In desperate... |
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By a bleak ghastly champaign a gibbous moon illuminates staring eyes in the wind burning like infernal blazes |
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I will never laud her cold embrace |
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But her flames calls my name |
