Some say a place in the forest
Appears to brave hearts who seek
An audience with bright spirits
who guard dark gates to the deep
They ask travelers questions three:
What's your pride, your shame, and your dream?
The true are then allowed entrance
To a hidden world in between:
To ride the ribbon of moonlight
To dance in deserts of dreams
To eat sweet fruits of the truth
To drink deep from life's silver stream
All while the Watchers are singing:
"Ahhh!"
We found the place in the forest,
Patient a vigil kept we.
Terrors they tested our mettle,
Snakes coiled around our bare feet.
The giant angels appeared through
Rips in our paper-thin air.
They made a circle around us
They posed our hearts to the dare:
To ride the ribbon of moonlight
To dance in deserts of dreams
To eat sweet fruits of the truth
To drink deep from life's silver stream
All while the Watchers were singing:
"Ahhh!"
Our hearts were weighed 'gainst a feather
Plucked from a black angel's wing
We were allowed to enter
A world of impossible things....
We rode the ribbon of moonlight
We danced in deserts of dreams
We ate sweet fruits of the truth
We drank deep from life's silver stream.
All while the Watchers are singing:
"Ahhh!"
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