Anwech - The untrodden, untroubled and intense wood of the indistinct sounds | Текст песни

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• The untrodden, untroubled and intense wood of the indistinct sounds

And while the cold fog moving in the silence,
I'm preparing for an undecided tomorrow.
I await, I mark the path dividing the reflecting light that hides the snares of my passes
With the obscured vision of a real force, wrap me.
Restless but safe from my thought that gives me forces,
I'm forward among the trees,
Slashing the fog and I listen to the natural forces as if aroused by silver creatures.
They will always come to the one that takes lymph from them.

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