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Текст песни Black Jewel Of The Forest

Demons of the night.
I long to see.
Birds all turn in the flight,
Just to be near you.
Let me walk alone,
And I will hear you.
Forest that are filled
With thoughts that fear you.

Tigers of the plain,
Have seen thy measure.
Filled with healthy air,
Right for my pleasure.
Slaughter in the night,
Will take your splendor.
Go and see the light,
Bearing man's treasure.