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Forgotten (Echoing Cold)

There are things in this world
that have been untold
haunting ancient memories are rising
until we become old

Distant voices are calling everyone
to gather in those valleys of eternity
forgotten times echoing cold

We'd better run into caressing light
before the day turns to black night
to the place where the old ones
tell the tales of unknown
the stories that must be shown

Fading distant flash of light
might be the sign of things to be done
until the time reserved for you and me
is forever gone