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I stand in the shadows of trees
on the folds and falls of a mountain
following the drifting of the clouds
by a magical wind

Power shapes, as their dusky silhouettes
touch the alp, it awakens
in the forest, the old times never left

Standing between the 6 levels of existence
haunted by the black cosmos

I call on the terrible one
on the one with the horns
I dare you to appear
for I am, your slayer
the one with power
the keeper of the red and yellow horn
revealed the nocturnal passage
leading to the world beneath water

you shall not belong to the chaos
of the forest
for I am the hunter of the earth world
you shall die to my axe

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