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(The oakwood) Thunder and lightning Shaking the air tonight Blinded by fear... Spectres rise from below Wait for me father We´ll meet in the sky By glory and honour I´m sworn I´ll fly into the blackness Of the enchanted forest Magic can´t stop me now Can´t see the sun... Bloodshot Fierce is my hate Frightful voices keep quiet The oakwood waits for the attack A harmful smell of death suffocate me Cold inside my bones Endless, timeless, faceless terror Visions dance through the night See my eyes Look into the fear See my eyes Shoikan oakwood From Letras Mania