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I descend down this mountain into the cursed woodsNever looking back, My feet become cut and bruisedThe beauty of this land still takes my breath awayAn old, withered man Reflects upon His lifeHis face, buried within his handsForever in mourningI continue my journeyVoices in the wind discourage meBut I'm old, and my body must become oneOne with the forestI am pulled into these woods with a violent graceA young man with goat-like features takes my hand (takes my hand)I'm almost too weak to walk as he begins to drag me into the treesI look back at my feet As they become dirtMy legs slowly sink into this groundAnd my arms become deeply rooted into the earthAnd the beauty of this land still takes my breath awayStill takes my breath away (away)Walk with me to the edge The edge of earthI descend down this mountain into the cursed woodsLetras de cancionesNever looking back, My feet become cut and bruisedThe beauty of this land still takes my breath awayAn old, withered man reflects upon his lifeHis face, buried within his handsForever in mourningForever in mourningI'm...Pulled...Into these woods with a violent graceTake my hand (take my hand), and walk with me To the edge of earthTake my hand (take my hand), and walk with me to the edge of earthWith a violent grace (with a violent grace), take me away From Letras Mania