Two eyes in darkness like two burning fires
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Still cold as a wintery lake
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The moon is hidden behind dark clouds
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Fluttering wings... the silence breaks
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I was walking on the edge of the forest
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When the eyes began to approach
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A while I just stood there watching
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The eyes coming close
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The owl she came onto my arm
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Her eyes starring deep into me
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Soon a shroud covered my eyes
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I could hear but I couldn't see
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"The time is close, o men of Karelia
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Men of pride, the time is near
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Soon thou will see a new god coming
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When snow falls he will be here
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Centuries to come will see his dominion
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His dominion that makes thee slaves
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Have not fear, it won't last forever
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The new dawn will hail thy father' gods again"
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At the very moment the last word was gone
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Returned my sight
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I saw no owl only heard a silent flutter
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From Tapio's realm, from the fading night
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As I walked away I thought:
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"It can't be true that a northern man
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Would lose his honour and be a slave
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Of a god from an unknown land......."
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Nightowl
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| Darkwoods My Betrothed |
