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A Paradelle on a streamThe small stream flowsThe small stream flowsThe laughing water swirlsThe laughing water swirlsSmall the laughing swirlsWater flows the streamLiquid burbles over rocksLiguid burbles over rocksHappy is the soundHappy is the soundLiquid sound over rocksIs the happy burbles'Round corners it goes'Round corners it goesPlaying all the timeplaying all the timeThe playing it goes'Round corners all time'Round corner the waterThe laughing flows streamThe time is happyLiquid swirls over rocksAll playing it goesSmall burbles the sound
Beautiful MadnessI stand here todayAlone in the crowdTotally abandonedEven though I'm surroundedAnd the voices, they comeTo torment my poor soulAnd point out the thingsI'd rather left untoldChorus:I can see myselfWith crystal clarityMy flaws on displayThey're all I can seeI'm alone with myselfWhat's left of me, that isAnd I just can't escapeThis beautiful madnessThis beautiful madnessWith my imperfections shiningLike bloody gems in a rowI just keep wonderingHow everyone doesn't knowThat I turn from the lightSo that it won't showMore dark secrets I hideDeep in my black soulChorus:I can see myselfWith crystal clarityMy flaws on displayThey're all I can seeI'm alone with myselfWhat's left of me, that isAnd I just can't escapeThis beautiful madnessThis beautiful madnessI fight by myself to keepWhat's left of my sanityI fight to keep myself outTo not know all about meSome people journey to find themselvesAnd come back with only liesWhile I struggle with the dark tru
ProtectorIn the northern lands, where the lush, dense forest of evergreens gives way suddenly to ice and rocks, most travelers stop. They say there is nothing else to see in such a barren waste. Very few even bother to climb to the top of the first mountain, and for those who do, it is a treacherous hike; loose rock, and deceptive heights are enough to undo even the best if they are not careful. After the long and dangerous hike to the top, adventurers are rewarded with a view of a narrow, steep sided valley made of the same loose rock as the other side. Very few indeed venture across the desolate valley to the next mountain range. Almost none ever bother to climb the third range. No one ever has enough supplies to even bother with the fourth. They would actually have to cross another two ranges before they would see anything resembling life again.As you start down the slope of the sixth mountain range, the first thin