I close my eyes to see within myself as the first snow falls on me
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I close my ears to hear my inner voice and the cold wind freezes me
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This is my land, our holy land, I don't want to leave this place
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But there are unholy men all around us and they want to take it away
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Their hearts are filled with mean passion... Red blood on their hands
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Tonight is the last night we're a part of this land
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I open my eyes and my ears, I see nothing but darkness
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I hear the wind behind the distant hills far beyond this vale
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This is my land, our holy land, I don't want leave this place
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But there are unholy men all around us and they want take it away
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We have to go, travel to the hills, maybe we will find the answer there
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Follow me, my people, we must wander to the land of the long shades
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I am Alge from the land of Wuowjo?, the only son of Goashem
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I'm the leader of these people now from the vale of white reindeer
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Goashem
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Eternal Tears Of Sorrow |