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The wilds set to sleep as I took a step outside Into the white fields of the forest winter scape Fleeting for the moment, timeless for the ages Is this a dream or death that found me Hearken to the choir of the weeping wolves To the patterings of the riverbed running cold As they seem to reveal their dearest dark secrets The embers surrender to the falling snow A tale twice to tell The seeds for a shade I will never sit within **Once we were here With a silent wish to send into the night A small stroke on the canvas of life The breath of season-coloured hope Bed for the traveler finally coming home Endless the days That carried on with each early rising sun Now to bide the second before dawn Here we’ll rest until our time will come Welcoming the last of the wilds** Was the thought of the journey the only thrill That nourished the nights with consolace and awe Did youth give its strength not for me but to rest This cradle of life a graveyard of man ©2018, Adrian Betz
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Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 12:26 PM UTC
Last of the Wilds
The wilds set to sleep as I took a step outside Into the white fields of the forest winter scape Fleeting for the moment, timeless for the ages Is this a dream or death that found me Hearken to the choir of the weeping wolves To the patterings of the riverbed running cold As they seem to reveal their dearest dark secrets The embers surrender to the falling snow A tale twice to tell The seeds for a shade I will never sit within **Once we were here With a silent wish to send into the night A small stroke on the canvas of life The breath of season-coloured hope Bed for the traveler finally coming home Endless the days That carried on with each early rising sun Now to bide the second before dawn Here we’ll rest until our time will come Welcoming the last of the wilds** Was the thought of the journey the only thrill That nourished the nights with consolace and awe Did youth give its strength not for me but to rest This cradle of life a graveyard of man ©2018, Adrian Betz
Lyrical cover for the Nightwish-song of the same name.
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Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 12:26 PM UTC
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