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Unspoken were the words

When smile and croocked pain unite

Together they are the joy

Skinned through ultimate overdose

O'my mother who bore me

It is better if I flee

Better I go from these lands

Go to Kalma's grove

Unspoken were the words

When smile and croocked pain unite

Still gentle and so beautiful

Chained with the path of purity

Through the stone

My divine

Until the frolic cries

Chain me

My divine

Into the winter of the time

O'my mother who bore me

It is better if I flee

Better I go to Tuonela's yards

Where Earth-Ghost rises from the earth