| The sun is getting colder in these days
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| The light devoured by the night
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| And the leaves turning into brown.
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| The folk surrounds the land
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| Deep in my heart, a wolf will break out
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| Can’t keep this beast inside of me
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| Gathering these moments in a spell
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| And bring its wisdom to me
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| It is the wind in the night, bring the voices in my mind,
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| In the forest I’m wandering my way.
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| It is the cold and pure ice, melancholy in my heart
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| Deep in this forest I feel the autumns breath
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| Pale are the trees, in the silence a lonely cry
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| All the faces blurred in the loneliness of tides
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| Whispering voices come through the thicket
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| Feel this wisdom inside of me
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| Deep in my heart, a wolf will break out
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| Can’t keep this beast inside of me
|
| Gathering these moments in a spell
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| And bring it’s wisdom to me
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| It is the wind in the night, bring the voices in my mind,
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| In the forest I’m wandering my way.
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| It is the cold and pure ice, melancholy in my heart
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| Deep in this forest I feel the autumns breath
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| I will never leave my path
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| I will never change my mind
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| I will never walk alone on my way
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| I will never stop to fight
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| I will decide what is right and what is wrong
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| There are many walking on my way
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| It is the wind in the night, bring the voices in my mind
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| In the forest I’m wandering my way
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| It is the cold and pure ice, melancholy in my heart
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| Deep in this forest I feel the autumns breath
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| It is the wind in the night, bring the voices in my mind
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| In the forest I’m wandering my way
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| It is the cold and pure ice, melancholy in my heart
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| Deep in this forest I feel the autumns breath |