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Wildfire, Part II: One With the Mountain (Sonata Arctica)

So here I walk up the road back home, This place is me, my skin, blood and bones You'd have to remember in order to fear me "Your past will now burn down your town" There is a mountain, in the horizon Rebuilding the fire, the flames are arising I am the flint and the kindler they need This is where we used to live You were scared. You all were. You cast me out, all for one, family. you draw my blood, they will burn down your town There is a mountain, in the horizon Rebuilding the fire, the flames are arising Strong is the fear, and the anger it breeds I can take all the blame, for the sake of my name Our blood on your hands, running hot in my veins they say:"Do yourself well and stay away from your family" -what??! Build a wall on the hill and write a book out of fear Then aim a gun at your son to keep him safe from us You´re not foolish, you're insane. They would die for me. Twice. Build a wall on the hill, write a book out of fear You are out of your minds, blind; your love´s the killing kind… Children play, your riddles and games are hurtful, this pains me to know, they will teach them to fear. But if anything, they teach them to hate - the bells of my fate play my songs, but I don´t want to dance anymore But I don´t want to dance anymore Cause I don´t want to dance with fire! Love is the infinite power You´re gonna sing when the mountain tells you, Now, you'll sing, you'll bow, as we dance around you In a dream, you believe, you have seen our soul, You have seen our heart, You have seen through the wall, You have seen what we are, but what have you learned? I can take all the blame, for the sake of my name Our blood on your hands, running hot in the veins they say: "Do yourself well and stay away from your family" Build a wall on the hill, write a book out of fear Aim a gun at your son, keep him safe from us You're not foolish, you're insane. They will love me till death Build a wall on the hill, write a book out of fear Aim a gun at your sons, make them all read it You are out of your minds, your love is the killing kind… Write a book about us, family infamous Memorize every leaf, every word, every phrase See your name on the last page… consumed by fire ...The bells of my fate play a song, but I don´t want to dance anymore …but I don´t want to dance anymore ... Cause I don´t want to dance with fire! The innocence slain, the price you have paid So tonight, if you teach your own children to hate Remember to tell of both heaven and hell Never open those gates for the weak... Because we're up on the mountain… We are one with the mountain… Cause we are the mountain, one with the Mountain Wildfire Mountain… Wildfire…