| For thousand aeons
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| Abiding the time
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| So silent and mute
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| The wind murmurs a tale
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| The wise of yore
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| Evoked the spirits
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| To see the arcanum
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| But ay they failed
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| A witness of wyverns
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| Elfs and sylvan glory
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| A petrified story of
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| … ancient realms
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| (Lead: Arkadius)
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| Thy mind of stone
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| A secret that accelerates
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| The tides of time
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| Awaken by moonlight
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| When a bard reminds a tale
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| A fresh gale defeats my enchanted mind
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| Farewell to my delight
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| But when the moon rises again
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| In my dreams, I will fight
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| Oh can you see the dancing shadows?
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| The fairy — ring right there behind the trees?
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| Close your eyes …
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| 4. And another cist looms
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| (Lead: Arkadius)
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| So I reel away to a vale
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| Of cists in front of me
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| Endless buried names of forlorn games
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| Wilting I fall to the ground
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| Unable to reach the gate
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| The stones on which he lain all knew his name
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| Fare you well my mother
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| I shall search your flames
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| In the four winds of the land
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| Fare you well my dear son
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| Never forget the end
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| I awake by moonlight
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| Under a lorn tree
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| A forgotten might
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| Forces me to the sea
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| By a lonly seashore
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| A fair young naiad beholds me
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| The spray whispers my name
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| I laud her embrace, my wild young sea
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| So In desperate longing I take my path
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| Unable to turn around
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| A forgotten might lames my will
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| But in my dreams I can hear her voice
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| A flame in the dark
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| A forgotten might makes me chill
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| By a lonly tree
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| A fair maiden beholds me
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| Eyes of soil, a sylvan goddess
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| Her beauty lames my forlorn heart
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| Silently the stones whisper a name
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| I laud her embrace like a fuddled bard
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| So In desperate…
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| By a bleak ghastly champaign
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| A gibbous moon illuminates
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| Staring eyes in the wind
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| Burning like infernal blazes
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| I will never laud her cold embrace
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| But her flames calls my name |