| This is an ode to the woodland spirit
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| The ghost of everything that was alive
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| Dried, deceased and turned to dust, by the curse of time
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| Twisted branched face and stag-like antlers
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| He walked this earth and he was not a lie
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| Passed, demised, martyred, put to death… the curse of man
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| Hounded, darkened and laid underneath
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| Wrecked and pulverized, he rots down beneath
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| By the light of a brighter moon
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| The wake of a rising boon — the woodlands awake
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| As we gaze up to the sky, the stars align and he lives forever
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| By the light of the brighter moon
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| The chant of a dismal tune — the woodlands awake
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| As the seers point at the signs, the stars align as we invoke his arrival
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| In a moment of the purest splendour
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| The father of us all now comes to life
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| Hush and mute the lies of Christ and the curse of man
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| Any by the power of the woodland spirit
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| All creatures will find peace and live through the night
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| Destined to find, awakening, and peace of mind
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| Hounded, darkened and laid underneath
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| Wrecked and pulverized, he rots down beneath
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| By the light of a brighter moon
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| The wake of a rising boon — the woodlands awake
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| As we gaze up to the sky, the stars align and he lives forever
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| By the light of the brighter moon
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| The chant of a dismal tune — the woodlands awake
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| As the seers point at the signs, the stars align as we invoke his arrival
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| Spiritus invocamus — the phantom of the wild
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| Sylvestris deus noster — spirit of the woods
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| The day of his arrival — tenebrae factae sunt
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| Sylvestris deus noster — spirit of the woods
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| Spiritus invocamus — the phantom of the wild
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| Sylvestris deus noster — spirit of the woods
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| The day of his arrival — tenebrae factae sunt
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| Sylvestris deus noster — spirit of the woods
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| Spirit of the woods
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| By the light of a brighter moon
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| The wake of a rising boon — the woodlands awake
|
| As we gaze up to the sky, the stars align and he lives forever
|
| By the light of the brighter moon
|
| The chant of a dismal tune — the woodlands awake
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| As the seers point at the signs, the stars align as we invoke his arrival |