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A wide awake slumber

A twisted dream

The snow is falling

The snow is falling

Far from home

In this concrete wasteland

The forest is calling

The forest is calling

The blind hordes

Lost their roots

The times of old

Have been forgotten

Not all who breathe

Are still alive

But already began

Eternal death

A deathwish is born

The light fades away

The spirit is torn

Night destroys day

I watch from the woods

A cry of longing

I watch from the woods

A cry of longing

A wide awake slumber

A twisted dream

The snow is falling

The snow is falling

A deathwish is born

The light fades away

The spirit is torn

Night destroys day

I watch from the woods

A cry of longing

I watch from the woods

A cry of longing

A deathwish is born

The light fades away

The spirit is torn

Night destroys day