Once in the silence of the woods
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In the shadows of a crescent moon
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The eyes scan the beautiful nocturne
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The ears enjoy silent songs
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"i have seen things and heard talks
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Thy eyes are blind and ears deaf to
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Words carried in the nightly breeze
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Images in the autumnal grass"
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Once in the silence of the woods
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Under the spiral of oaken branches
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Breathing slowly, heart pounding weakly
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Shadows floating towards his eyes
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"I have heard thee come since the moon was full
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The owls knew what thou knew not
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Oh thee children, thee almighty creatures
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Ignorant are thee of thy width of knowledge
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Under question should thou place thy concepts
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Of Ubermensch and Untermensch
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For man has never, and will never even be positioned
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Hath the words of the crow
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Vanished with the echo into the night
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Descended dark shadows
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And covered the eyes
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No sorrow felt the old crow
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The secrets he revealed would remain as such
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The Crow And The Warrior
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Darkwoods My Betrothed |