[Music by Nattefrost '92]
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The vast windswept wastelands,
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Cold horizons opens.
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Many traveller has set their course from here,
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Few of them have returned.
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The utter darkness,
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Bleak visions of emptiness,
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And the veil to this portal,
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Lies in your own belief....
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When thousand moon has circled,
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In the shadow of endless nights,
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The wage of eternal life.
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Among the old tree's,
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As the dust covers every flower in bloom,
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The mourner hide their eyes,
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To reap the seeds and harvest.
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Withering flowers of the northem autumn,
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Shall never thrive again.
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The time has ceased,
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Now my dreams are true....
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When Thousand Moon Have Circled
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| Carpathian Forest |
