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Ride with the unknown heroins

In to the land of the elven kings

Forest beyond the age of dust

Land of the ones protecting us

Steps of the crying lovers

Weapons of long gone brothers

Hold still as the fires still rapturous

No wave is enough beheading us

You are the huntress

of this forest

Tower in darkness

Hear whispers and sing

Facing the mirror

and the myth within

They took life from this place just to feel alive

It is not hard to realise why they had to die

You are the huntress

of this forest