THE POWER REMAINS Out in the marshland and deep in the woods Something stirs from the past to live once again Do you believe that there is life In all that they told us was dead? Our land, sea and sky Our land, our claim Our land, sea and sky The power remains This faith that moved mountains, blue stone and earth Has its roots in the past, it's rising again The path of the serpent now trodden to dust Is raised from its slumber to beckon us on Nathrac! They ripped your innards out Defiled the sacred land But I believe the power remains Reach out your hand
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