| Nine thousand years have passed
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| Since their realm stretched so vast
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| Bound to this savage land
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| They struggled, made their stand
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| Once upon a time
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| Long gone
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| There was a stony climb
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| Icy, cold aeon
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| Once upon this time
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| Long gone
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| The ice revealed the ground
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| Life anew was found
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| Tribes went on their way
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| Northward
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| The new green to pray
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| Followed the migrant bird
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| Nine thousand years have passed
|
| Since their realm stretched so vast
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| Bound to this savage land
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| They struggled, made their stand
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| Once they crossed the seas
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| Northward
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| A land of lakes and trees
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| Still, they went onward
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| They crossed the wooden sea
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| Northward
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| No ending seemed to be
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| Knowing they go homewards
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| Ancient savage tribes
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| Spread out
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| Imbibed forest vibes
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| Imbued by nature’s bout
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| Those ages
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| Of ancient tribal life
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| Not carved in stone
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| Vanished in time
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| No trace ever
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| Told of their existence
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| All signs of a realm
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| Melted like rime
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| This era
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| Saw all of their savage fight
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| Trees witnessed all
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| Silent all time
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| Their wild spiris
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| Lived on in the woodlands
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| All proof of a realm
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| Melted like rime
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| Feel the spirit
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| Feel the power
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| Feel all the ancient legacy
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| Feel the presence
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| Of their spirit
|
| Deep in Mother Nature’s realm
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| Feel the spirit
|
| Feel the power
|
| Feel all the ancient legacy
|
| Feel the presence
|
| Of the spirit
|
| Feel it deep in your soul and your veins
|
| Feel the spirit
|
| Feel the power
|
| Feel all the ancient legacy
|
| Feel the presence
|
| Of their spirit
|
| Deep in Mother Nature’s realm
|
| Feel the spirit
|
| Feel the power
|
| Feel all the ancient legacy
|
| Feel the presence
|
| Of the spirit
|
| Feel it deep in your soul and your veins |