Walk with me, my little child, ah To the forest of denial, ah Speak with me, my only mind Walk with me, until the time And make the forest turn to wine You take the legend for a fall You saw the product Why can't you see that you are my child? Why don't you know that you are my mind? Tell everyone in the world, that I'm you Take this promise to the end of you Walk with me, my little friend Take this promise to the end, ah Speak with me, my only mind Walk with me, until the end And make the forest turn to sand You take the legend for a fall You saw the product Why can't you see that you are my child? Why don't you know that you are my mind? Tell everyone in the world, that I'm you Take this promise to the end of you Take this promise for a ride You saw the forest, now come inside You took the legend for its fall You saw the product of it all No televisions in the air No circumcisions on the chair You made the weapons for us all Just look at us now Why can't you see that you are my child? Why don't you know that you are my mind? Tell everyone in the world, that I'm you Take this promise to the end of you

Like a bird on a wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free Like a fish on a hook Like a knight from an old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons with thee And if I have been unkind I hope that you will just let it go by And if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you Like a baby stillborn Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me But I swear by this song By all I have done wrong I'll make it all up to you I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch He called out to me "Don't ask for so much" And a young man leaning on his darkened door He cried out to me "Hey, why not ask for more" Like a bird on a wire Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free

Three times the eclipse Before she lays her soul to rest Channelling the darkness of many nights All this was once her dream See and feel The blackened blade of revenge Cold white towering mountains The passage to the land of phantoms Deep forlorn woods Where the gleam of neither light or - Bliss reach The castle lies in the mist Between the mountain and marshes Throughout the last centuries Have the moonshine enlightened her coffin Black soul of the hunter The hungering thirst The enchantress of the night The hungering thirst Evil, devour its soul Since the medieval times Have your shadow haunted:

Somewhere Deep in the jungle Are living some little men and women They are our past And maybe Maybe they are our future