the Revelation of days For the Souls going not From nowhere to nowhere Following the Wind Wizard Omin has reached The Castle that stands in the Forest
A melody. So charming beautiful and short Picks wind to bind and sound so lonely In the lowering sky among the clouds The sky ships never knowing rest
Far away beyond the blackest ocean of blood on the boundless scope of lost mainland of Nameless Horror under pale nebulas united in mysterious runes I
've failed to behold I was enblinded others were betongued Beheaded left handless... Sometimes I miss mirage - last thing I saw The gray sullen sky and the golden forest
I open Heart for my eyes to see The skyline is so sad This morning it finds me cry With tears of uncrowned King...
Come and take me away Procession waits for ceremony White hearse among the trees And endless line of black hoods Nothing will break the solemnity First
I know the word you've forgotten And walks the roads you're frighten of All my dreams were nonsense for you I was broken by your emptiness But now I dance
bewitched And now on my bended knees I am praying "For Thine is the Kingdom"... ...I know they've died and turned into the Black Swans To dance on the forest
Guthrie) [Chorus:] This land is your land, this land is my land From California, to the New York Island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters
finding I can fly so high above with you Far across the world The villages go by like trees The rivers and the hills The forest and the streams Children
The landscape is changing The landscape is crying Thousands of acres of forest are dying Carbon copies from the hills above the forest line Acid streams
: Lions in the street and roaming Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming A beast caged in the heart of a city The body of his mother Rotting in the summer ground
it to hurt, bad But I wont rain on your parade When you say it never works Youre to close but its not that bad On a stream through a black forest I
he got crazy once and that he tried to touch the sun, and he lost a friend, but kept the memory. Now he walks in quiet solitude, the forest and the stream
are the tiger burning bright Deep in the forest of my night You are the one who keeps me strong in this world You sleep by the silent cooling streams
Guthrie) [Chorus:] This land is your land. This land is my land from California to the New York island, From the red wood forest to the Gulf stream waters
midnight blue I'm finding I can fly so high above with you Far across the wold The villages go by like trees the rivers and the hills The forest and the streams
of wolves An encounter, symbolic, yet truthfull With a hungry choir of woods An agreement immemorial to be born Dulcet elvenharps from a dryad forest