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DARKWOODS MY BETROTHED
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Inside The Circle Of Stones
Along time ago was this stone circle built
The reason behind it remains a mystery
Why was it built at end of all paths?
On a tiny glade where no one could find
I wondered what was the purpose of this strange cult
To quench the thirst of my curiosity I decided to step in
The very moment I put my feet inside
I lost my consciousness, my sense of reality
It was another world I ended up in
Somewhere far from ours
I flew through a tunnel where voices
Were calling my name enchantingly
Flashes of nightmareous visions
A man of god would say I was in hell
Suddenly I found myself in a void
Empty of matter empty of noise
A while I didn't know if I still was flying
Until it began again
It was as sudden when I got back to my reality
Supposedly after rolling out of the circle in the dream
I immediately knew that my knowledge wasn't enough
To research and possess this secret
When I walked away I stopped on a little hill
I saw it again, now also its shape...a five-pointed star
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