| We travel trough wasteland, it’s hard but we still carry on
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| The Landscape is changing which path should we take?
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| No wat of knowing which one one is the safe
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| No sounds in the air, this place seems so weird
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| Behind every shadow there’s someone that
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| Watches our way
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| As we bravely carry on
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| Into a forest so deep and so dark
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| Who knows what lies ahead?
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| It’s so strange but it feels like the forest is alive
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| There’s some kind of magic that floats in the air
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| The Forest keeps whispering «beware
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| Before you lies death and despair»
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| Suddenly from the dark
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| A border of trolls attacks
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| Waving with their sharpened swords
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| There’s no turning back
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| Screams in the night
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| Bodies on the ground
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| Their leader comes at me
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| So I slay him with my steel
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| And when the light came with the morning sun
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| We realized this time we did survive
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| Trough I know that dangers lies ahead of me
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| Still we must proceed
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| Wherever faith is leading me
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| That’s where I’ll always be
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| Yes I know that dangers lies ahead of me
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| But still we must proceed
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| Wherever faith is leading me
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| That’s where I must go |