To the questions I don't ask
A demon — I've got to contain
When I'm walking through the fen
Gonna deep into the black
There are whispers that I can't restrain
Don't give in
Rise to fame — time will come
Make your claim — time has come
For the crow to fly away
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I'm listening to Avantasia and it fills me with a very special cozy feeling. I think about Wacken. I think about being in my tent listening to them play. Listening to the crowd. Listening to our neighbors talking to Bill/Bob about whiskey. It's a special feeling. I like Avantasia.
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