[Music:P.Lund/T.Wappling,Lyrics:T.Wappling]
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There is a place between the trees
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Where beauty rules through peace
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Here people live in harmony
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With nature and its beings
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A landscape such beautiful
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A handful have seen
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Wonderful songs do tell of this place
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Where freedom calls
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This is the border to where tales often begin
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And I am the guardian in the woods of the elvenking
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There lives a tribe in deepest woods
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In the crowns of the trees they sing
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O,so proud that they never will die
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And the story may go on
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A people such beautiful
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A handful have seen
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Wonderful songs do tell of them
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The tribe of the elvenking
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This is the border to where tales often begin
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And I am the guardian in the woods of the elvenking
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I hear songs from the crowns of the trees
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That says-Don't be afraid
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Step out of the shadows and enter our world
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Set your mind free,release your heart
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Here everyone's free what you see is for real
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The trees are our homes the sky is our roof
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You're the chosen one to guard our land
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Its borders stretches endlessly wide
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[Solo:P.Lund]
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This is the border to where tales often begin
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And I am the guardian in the woods of the elvenking
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This is the border to where tales often begin
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And I am the guardian in the woods of the elvenking
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The Woods Of The Elvenking
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Freternia |