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Searching for the secret for so many years |
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When he was a young and strong man |
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To find the key to eternity |
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Was his reason to live |
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This only wish he could not forget |
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"To live forever, so what is it for?" |
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He asked himself, but it didn't give any sense |
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His restless heart pushed him onwards |
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On mystical ways |
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By his own thoughts he was obsessed |
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The young man is standing right up on the hill |
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Reaching for help of the gods and the skies |
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Hungry for knowledge and eternal life |
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Knowing that this time is right |
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Years have passed, time after time |
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Neverending journey for the light |
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Day by day the will grows even stronger |
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Fulfill your dream or lose it by pride |
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On a far-far foreign land, he has travelled to |
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The magic runes have given the key |
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He's becoming old he can't wait |
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But his mind is still awake |
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"Maybe You my son, You'll find that magic place" |
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The old man's still standing right up on the hill |
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Reaching for help of the gods and the skies |
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Hungry for knowledge and eternal life |
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Knowing that this time is right |