The storm is coming
The air is heavy
The vast forest
Begins to stir
Now the storm erupts
From the realm of darkness
Has been reborn by the infinite power
Of the great astral spirit
Images come and go
Possessing the sad kingdom
Where shadows lie and burn
Preserving their secrets
The triumph in the night
Celebrated forever here in the forest
Where storms are calling
The eternal warmarch into the ancient night
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