| Flaming forests, set on fire
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| Dreaming mind will fall, lost
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| Hidden in this cruel cold cave
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| Under eternal rule of frost
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| Above our surface they bleed under the noon sun
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| Prisoner forever, burning flesh cursed by no one
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| Shadow of the grave, being once under the noon sun
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| Entrapped in narrow cave, wild mind cursed by no one
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| History saw him hunting beasts
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| Deep in wild forests of countryside
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| Escaped from the known world
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| Searching the knowledge and then somthing died
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| Malice and cruel thoughts
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| Finding wisdom of ancint times
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| Natural powers returned to him
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| All-killing wrath under the ground
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| Struggled mind, closed into stone
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| Soon will be blind though he’ll see
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| There can be found a mirror of the soul
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| The crash can revive life, and the dead can feel
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| Flaming forests, screaming beast
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| Guilt of the one has set them on fire
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| Flaming forest, earthly breast
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| Terrestrial fate, done and deceased
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| Beware the nature’s wrath
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| Pray for the cautious sign |