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There is the secret of dry woods |
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The world of tales and different moods |
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Asylum for lost souls like mine |
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A place to meet the end of times |
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I try to scream, but all keep silence |
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And echo rushes between the trees |
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It breaks my mind with sounds of violence |
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Becomes the terror of my dreams |
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The hidden images stare |
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This feeling I can not share |
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The sky blackens above my head |
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And only the trees look upset |
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Strange shiver runs on my weak back |
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I hear the sounds of decay |
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Go back, to the life where you came from |
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I have to stay on my own |
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My palms will be touched with the soil |
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Because I can't rise any more |
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The woods, they will save |
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The stones of my grave |
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And spirits will sing |
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Their lullabies to me |
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The secret of the woods |
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And spiritual moods |
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In finding the rest |
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Of any new guest |
