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Under those branches evergreen

The ancient pines have wept

As much time has passed there's ever been

In frozen soil the giant has forever slept

In the moonlights silver shine

Now awakens the ancestral

Behold exalted antlered one

With keys to all secrets beneath the sun

We're bound to manifest

The Spirit of the Forest

Through aeons an echo has survived

A tradition refuses to die

Once more we have gathered beneath moonlight

To drink from the well and open our eyes

Oh, now we can control

all there is to know

Great pines buried in snow

of sorrow

Oh, now we can control

all there is to know

Great pines buried in snow

of sorrow and frost