You're welcome to my kingdom of the spring.
I am the sovereign in here, i am your king.
Glory, unity, that's what the oracle forsee,
and power for the ones who will believe.
So welcome and let your quest begins -
you are about to bury all your sins.
Open yourself for songs, the wind will sing
and feel the mighty power of the spring.
Listen to sound that fills your heart.
In masterplan, our god will make you part.
Be brave, be strong, eternal as the northern wind,
in time you'll learn it's secrets from within.
When winter's over, under the melting snow
you'll hear the land to chant your sacred vow.
I offer immortality, but ask obedience infront your king
be fair to all and rise - protector of the spring.
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