Текст песни The Land of Himmaphan - Slot Machine

There once lived a boy
With a painted forehead
He took a stroll through
The haunted forest
Wanting to find the
Enchanted castle
Afraid of his fate
And the creepy crawlies
It′s not a, it's not a, a fairytale

Dance with the wild,
You′re a child, your imagination
Run with the wind,
You're a king of your own creation
Dance on the grave of your dreams
It's not a fairytale

Meanwhile back in the misty meadow
He found the path from
An eloquent sparrow
Afraid of his fate
And the creepy crawlies
Takes out his brush,
Paints a different story
It′s not a, it′s not a, a fairytale

Dance with the wild,
You're a child, your imagination
Run with the wind,
You′re a king of your own creation
Dance on the grave of your dreams
It's not a fairytale
So dance where you′re wild,
Be a child in your own creation
Fly through the wind,
You're the king of imagination
Dance on the grave of your dreams
It′s not a fairytale

Dance where you're wild,
Be a child in your own creation
Fly through the wind,
You're the king of imagination
Dance on the grave of your dreams
It′s not a fairytale
So dance with the wild,
You′re a child, your imagination
Run with the wind,
You're a king of your own creation
Dance on the grave of your dreams
It′s not a fairytale