The trees so majestic as the as the tower of Babel stand as pillars around this open space in the woods
Sparkles of energy gather in the centre of the circle of stones, it's power is huge
The mist moves slowly as a flock of lambs over the moist texture of the forest floor
The atmosphere seems peaceful, kind of strange but magical, so beautiful as told once in ancient lore
Feel the flow of magical energy drift through this place unknown
In the nocturnal twilight the trees seems so lifelike and bend towards the moon
A flash of light ignites the changes in the sphere of energy and the whole place comes to life
The trees of the forest whisper tales to each other, as old as themselves, from the land of the cries
The creatures are gathering around the oldest of trees on the top of the hill in this open space
To listen excited to the tree and its tale while a choir starts singing from a distant place
Once upon a time in the land of the cries
Told the tree to them all and shook his leaves aside
The times were dark, treacherous and hard
The night lasted long and all creatures were terrified
This forest was haunted by some spirits of evil
A lurking threat was upon these ancient woods
The creatures are shivering as they listen excited to the tale of the tree in the eve of night
The mystery of the forest dates from the ancient days
The marks of that time are captured on the tree's face
The past is dark but imported to be remembered
Passed upon generations so the memory would never be erased
I was a sprout these days, young and ambitious, tp of the world and full of life
But as soon as the cries came everything changed for the worst
All life started to die
The leaves turned to yellow to brown and to black and in the end they fall to the ground
The woods became slowly covered with shadows
The trees were slowly blocked from the light
Some of the youngest of creatures tart weeping
Because they where frightened by the tale of the tree
The older ones try to comfort their little ones who try to hide behind the biggest of leaves
And just when the creatures couldn't take the pressure
And fear to loose control, the tale just turned
The evil just vanished" told the tree to the creatures and they just gave a twisted smile of relieve
The mystery of the forest dates from the ancient days
The marks of that time are captured on the tree's face
The past is dark but imported to be remembered
Passed upon generations so the memory would never be erased
The reason it disappeared is unknown
And the question: "why" still remains
But otherwise they wouldn't be here today
The fear for repetition always stays
Nocturnal Horde - Mystery of the Forest Lyrics
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The trees so majestic as the as the tower of Babel stand as pillars around this open space in the woods
Sparkles of energy gather in the centre of the circle of stones, it's power is huge
The mist moves slowly as a flock of lambs over the moist texture of the forest floor
The atmosphere seems peaceful, kind of strange but magical, so beautiful as told once in ancient lore
Feel the flow of magical energy drift through this place unknown
In the nocturnal twilight the trees seems so lifelike and bend towards the moon
A flash of light ignites the changes in the sphere of energy and the whole place comes to life
The trees of the forest whisper tales to each other, as old as themselves, from the land of the cries
The creatures are gathering around the oldest of trees on the top of the hill in this open space
To listen excited to the tree and its tale while a choir starts singing from a distant place
Once upon a time in the land of the cries
Told the tree to them all and shook his leaves aside
The times were dark, treacherous and hard
The night lasted long and all creatures were terrified
This forest was haunted by some spirits of evil
A lurking threat was upon these ancient woods
The creatures are shivering as they listen excited to the tale of the tree in the eve of night
The mystery of the forest dates from the ancient days
The marks of that time are captured on the tree's face
The past is dark but imported to be remembered
Passed upon generations so the memory would never be erased
I was a sprout these days, young and ambitious, tp of the world and full of life
But as soon as the cries came everything changed for the worst
All life started to die
The leaves turned to yellow to brown and to black and in the end they fall to the ground
The woods became slowly covered with shadows
The trees were slowly blocked from the light
Some of the youngest of creatures tart weeping
Because they where frightened by the tale of the tree
The older ones try to comfort their little ones who try to hide behind the biggest of leaves
And just when the creatures couldn't take the pressure
And fear to loose control, the tale just turned
The evil just vanished" told the tree to the creatures and they just gave a twisted smile of relieve
The mystery of the forest dates from the ancient days
The marks of that time are captured on the tree's face
The past is dark but imported to be remembered
Passed upon generations so the memory would never be erased
The reason it disappeared is unknown
And the question: "why" still remains
But otherwise they wouldn't be here today
The fear for repetition always stays
Sparkles of energy gather in the centre of the circle of stones, it's power is huge
The mist moves slowly as a flock of lambs over the moist texture of the forest floor
The atmosphere seems peaceful, kind of strange but magical, so beautiful as told once in ancient lore
Feel the flow of magical energy drift through this place unknown
In the nocturnal twilight the trees seems so lifelike and bend towards the moon
A flash of light ignites the changes in the sphere of energy and the whole place comes to life
The trees of the forest whisper tales to each other, as old as themselves, from the land of the cries
The creatures are gathering around the oldest of trees on the top of the hill in this open space
To listen excited to the tree and its tale while a choir starts singing from a distant place
Once upon a time in the land of the cries
Told the tree to them all and shook his leaves aside
The times were dark, treacherous and hard
The night lasted long and all creatures were terrified
This forest was haunted by some spirits of evil
A lurking threat was upon these ancient woods
The creatures are shivering as they listen excited to the tale of the tree in the eve of night
The mystery of the forest dates from the ancient days
The marks of that time are captured on the tree's face
The past is dark but imported to be remembered
Passed upon generations so the memory would never be erased
I was a sprout these days, young and ambitious, tp of the world and full of life
But as soon as the cries came everything changed for the worst
All life started to die
The leaves turned to yellow to brown and to black and in the end they fall to the ground
The woods became slowly covered with shadows
The trees were slowly blocked from the light
Some of the youngest of creatures tart weeping
Because they where frightened by the tale of the tree
The older ones try to comfort their little ones who try to hide behind the biggest of leaves
And just when the creatures couldn't take the pressure
And fear to loose control, the tale just turned
The evil just vanished" told the tree to the creatures and they just gave a twisted smile of relieve
The mystery of the forest dates from the ancient days
The marks of that time are captured on the tree's face
The past is dark but imported to be remembered
Passed upon generations so the memory would never be erased
The reason it disappeared is unknown
And the question: "why" still remains
But otherwise they wouldn't be here today
The fear for repetition always stays
Writer: Willem Stapelbroek
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid