Nightmares are living in gray mist
Dreams wonder here from tree to tree
Under and everywhere in the sky
Everything disappears a step behind
Streams of sunrays falling down
Whispers of shadows the same time
And songs of invisible birds above
Soft steps of wolves by your side
You have to survive by yourself
In these woods on the worlds edge
You are alone, there is no one else
And to all your screams only echo answers
Wolves howl and winds blow
And mother Nature's call
And your ancient blood
burns your heart from inside
You're becoming alive
Here in these sacred woods
Don't try to look for some sense
In these sacred woods on the worlds edge
Better watch the secret foxes dance
You won't ever see it once again
And listen to the wolves songs
Listen to the wind blow
To the Nature's call
To the pulce of your blood
to the common beat
of living hearts
Here in these sacred woods
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