Through the eyes of the raven
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I saw the rain falling on the world
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The entire nature bending
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Under the vehemence of the furious wind
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That was the time,
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The favour of the Stone, I asked
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And they, water in ice,
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Turned in response
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Widening their warm mouths
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Down they pushed me
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Into the great Bear's den
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Rich and prosperous land,
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Of noble blood, of ancient
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and fighting race made.
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Through a veil Of dreams never born
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Drawing the sword
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Their King I challenged
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Smiling over there I was taken
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Where the mystery of the Springs lies
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I drank and (under the spell) dreaming I fell
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It was the wind Primary engine
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To give me the knowledge of
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the eternal movement Then the earth
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A body gave me and the space was limited
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The water
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Blood became and my dry flesh refreshed
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And above all the fire
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Of inspiration the main source
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Along the black spiral
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Where the eternal tree walk on
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Up to the roots of the true power,
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I danced
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At the base of the spine
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The pillar that sustains the worlds,
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The great stone have
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tuned up a new song
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Unlucky you who don't recognize
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who gave you life
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Small your flame and
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Recid your light shall be
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If from your land power don't draw
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As a new new baby suckling
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a right nipple to suck
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you should to find
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when the thirst for knowledge
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your throat will dry
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Then you'll become
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the voice and the action
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Of the earth that made you
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And shaping it in return
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Under our verb it will be
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We the forgotten gods,
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Stronger than ever we will be back
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When the track is beaten
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And the great stones
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once again will be honoured.
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Forgotten Gods
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| Opera Ix |
