Second concept and second acoustic song. Dense forest philosophy about weakness of know-all.
lyrics
In descent, have a low march,
Opposite fix by words
Of past chapters endings, you make your face unrecignizable.
Or imperceptible, like citadel of places this.
But now you in glory hands
Of Lushen, because you feeble.
On left the mountains, you have come plain.
Forest shelter from the weathers, of life carefree,
This place is only for eternal flourishing.
But lost you grand when take a gift.
Without difficulties here impossible
Tact of moves, needs, friend and enemy
United now. Damnations here
Unfeasible.
Here all harmony determine
In rivers, blooming grass.
Here nothing to desire, and mellow sunset.
Here you lost like futhark,
Here reign Lushen
And you are in his hands.
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