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Fe lt someone calling me into the h owling of the wind.
I heard the reflection of a s ound echoing through my skin ...
And a distant d rum rumbling under ground gently g uides me on ...
Through my wild heart ...
Whispering to me t he sisters of a valon...
Sisters of a valon... sisters of a valon... sisters of a valon...
Sh e is awakening in d ark swells and mystery.
Unbridled night mares p owerful and running free.
You could still h ear her cries reverberating t hrough the trees...
For the trampled f lowers, the daughters of e ve, the sisters of avalon...
Sisters of a valon... sisters of a valon... sisters of a valon...
N.C.
They brought her in in a new white dress...
But the stain left an ache on her mother's breast...
Now all that's left are the ghostly steps from a distant corridor...
And a d ist ant drum rumbling under ground gently g uides me on ...
Through my wild heart ...
Whispering to m e the sisters of avalon...
Sisters of a valon... sisters of a valon... sisters of avalon...
Come on s isters... come on sister...
