Being secluded in the mist and the fog.
Coming out of with scent of winter intact to my core.
Fortify the role of my kin, to live secured amongst the trees, safe from winters wind.
The misty peak on which from we once came, struck by the force of the gods has Withered away.
In a war against time, in which our ways disappear, the two puppets of lies take our place here.

let the trees sing to the children
give them life and purpose once we away have withered.
merciful winter, and a spring of life.

in a war against time, in which our ways disappear, the two puppets of lies take our place here.
the green trees of the south to the peaks of the north, protect it with your life, it is your oath.
in a safehaven of every kind, every creature, animal and form of man thrives.
Our suffering has for two long been left in the shadow, we're now here to take back what we own...


Let the trees sing to the children
Give them life and purpose once we away have withered.
Merciful winter, and a spring of life.

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