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THE FORGOTTEN LAND
Those mountains,
alerts of the jungle love ride,
walk of the night and look of trees.
Two baboons walkin' side by side,
travelin' the world through seven seas,
giving the whispers to the woods of the beasts,
riding on a horse with silver wings,
tellin' their children the stories about the broken kings.
Of those who had control over the flowers,
flowers,the ones that ruined their great power.
Going to the trip around the world,
having a disease of what is real,
having a fruit while getting bored,
keeping it,for the greatest meal.
Nothing unstoppable isn't you,
there's nothing you can not do.
There's a place where you're going
that they've putted it in your mind.
For all these years you were hoping for the heaven,
and for all these years you have been blind.
For the lie of broken dreams,
everything you see isn't as it seams.
Everything we've created in our own factory of rules
and everything we've buried alive,we were fools,
waiting for it to get on the other side
is just a piece of elaborate plans,
lyin' down somewhere in the sand
somewhere,in the forgotten land.
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