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In the wood while elves their instruments play
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Sing about (a) place far away
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On the black hill when the dwarfs carve the stone
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Tell about the wizard's home
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Beyond the white hills
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Plying the gold sea
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You'll see (the) way begins
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(If) you want to see (the) sign
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You must use your mind
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And follow the wind
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[chorus]
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Run to the magic land
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Where all has begun
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Run to the magic land
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Magic is waiting for you
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The acolytes direct their steps just there
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But they must always beware
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Because only the best one can survive
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Where others will lose their life
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It can be unreal, or it can be real
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Search in your mind
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(f) you follow the clue
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You'll know that it's true
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And the doors will shine
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[chorus]
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Mater of wizards aid me to understand
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(The) secrets of (the) moon and the sun
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Teach me the strength and the essence of the spell
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Powers of heaven and hel
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If you place your hand
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Over the markede sand
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We'll begin the rite
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Earth, water and fire
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And air we desire
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Magic will be right
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[chorus]
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Magic Land
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DARK MOOR |