(Intro) I live in the forest where your heart goes cold Where your fingers go numb. You hear noises when you try to sleep And shadows where you hope lies. And were you are the predator or the pray But...

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By the sacred grove, where the waters flow We will come and go, in the forest In the summer rain, we will meet again We will learn the code of the ancient ones In the forest By the waterfall, I will...