I follow The path of a white doe Wooden walls of this forest church Protect me from falling snow And what have I learned The coward is so concerned If
Vertaling: Seth. Die Woud van die verdoemdes (vir ewig verlore).
: among deep green hills two eyes get lost in forests crystal flower images slip among the trunks of the trees visions appear from the ground shades
m all alone Far from you So mark my words I'll be back Hear angels sigh Now I'm not alone Closer to you Blessed with free will I'll be lost again Hear
behind Do do do, do do do, do do do, do do do, do doo doo In touch with the ground I'm on the hunt, I'm after you Smell like I sound, I'm lost in a
' sippers, watched by gold diggers Rockin' Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (C'mon) Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin' Cristal's Freakin' the three-quarter reptiles Enormous cream, forest
bid the forest floor goodbye As you race the wind and take to the sky (Take to the sky) There's a realm above the trees Where the lost are finally found
to differ also The ends meet the river's son So the ends meet the river's son Ours the story shall we carry on And search the forest of the sun We dream
Heard but not replaced I ventured to talk, but I never lost my place Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day Lost in lights array, I ventured
face Heard but not replaced I ventured to talk, but I never lost my place Cast out a spell rendered for the light of day Lost in lights array I
path was a mystery Through the recess the chalk and numbers A boy bumped into the won won won wonderful All fall down and lost in the mystery Lost it
Little girl lost in a forest of dreams It's a dark old wood and it's damp with dew Hoot owl hoots for a moment it seems Something big and cold has got
voice And start to run Into the trees Into the trees Into the trees Suddenly I stop But I know it's too late I'm lost in a forest All alone The girl
foolin' around Boy, what a joker What a funny, funny guy I'll never forget about Larry No matter how I try Say, do you remember when I lost all my
story Well, the very next year he met a dental hygenist With a spatula tattoed on her arm (on her arm) But he didn't keep in touch, then he lost her
Mutilated, diseased, disastered, deficient and dead Raging waves with no name Raining pain, distorted face, placing blame Hyper judging all the time Lost
slaves Strange ways running through the maze Strange ways always lost in the desert tryna find your way Lost, lost in the desert tryna find your way From the forest
