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I used to have insignificant dreams

But once they lead me to fell a tree

As it fell, out from its roots came a man

He told me

Well my friend I'm a man, who came out from the roots of a tree

Whence since the times of old

Have been growing the masters of disease

All you ever need to know

Is here within this hole

Take my hand and I'll take you down

Through the ground

Through the spirits of the seven earths

Men will lose their minds

Some will just start to sing, others run away and die

But those, who meet the spirit of madness

Will begin to shamanize

Making magic for the insane

Bewitching the deranged

He took me far beyond the borders of strange

And teased me with his questions weird

The answer will speak in the silence

If your fate's to fall into trance

Through the spirits of the seven earths

Men will lose their minds

Some will just start to sing, others run away and die

But those, who meet me, the spirit of madness

Will begin to shamanize

Making magic for the insane

Bewitching the deranged