into the barrens
you say i'm mysterious, well, i say i'm just a lonely wolf wandering, a bit delirious, when all the trees appear the same, appear the same, cast me away, my shadow's cold, into the barrens where i will grow old, well, i'm not looking for answers, and i'm not looking for gold, the voices in my head, they echo in the wind and i begin to sway, i follow what they say, i can't see their eyes, but i hear howling through the haze, cast me away, my shadow's cold, into the barrens where i will grow old, well, i'm not looking for answers, and i'm not looking for gold, gold, gold, cast me away, my shadow's cold, into the barrens where i will grow old, cast me away, my shadow's cold, into the barrens where i will grow old, well, i'm not looking for answers, and i'm not looking for gold, well, i'm not looking for answers, and i'm not looking for gold
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