17.Tela
The sky is burning in this lonely man
And I kneel by the river and I feel the sand and the wind
The wind from beyond the mountain
The wind from beyond the mountain
And she comes to me in this lonely land
And looks down from the multi-beast on which she rides like the
wind
The wind from beyond the mountain
The wind from beyond the mountain
And I look into her eyes and my frozen heart begins to thaw
And burns, 'til layer after layer melts away into a pool
A sky blue mirror of her eyes
And my soul is made of marble but in her gaze I crumble into
dust
And drift away on the wind
The wind from beyond the mountain
The wind from beyond the mountain
Tela Tela jewel of Wilson's foul domain
Tela Tela jewel of Wilson's foul domain
A lullaby the breezes whisper
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