Through the forest stillness they come The glittering dark of the shadows Calling the ancient ancestors To gather around him Whispering wings and secret flights Rustling leaves and silent steps The dark green man with an antler crown The untamed horned God of ancient times Followed by the oldest of the old spirits Is back for your worst nightmare Beneath him, soft moss Creeping over the dark, deep Adorning themselves with feathers and bones By dancing his dance Their skins and skulls will dress The ones who sought to Commune with him
Spawning the new age The old times waking up
A new reign, an ancient king A new era rises, and instinct wisdom Back to our times by the path of The guardian of the dark green world Whispering wings and secret flights Rustling leaves and silent steps The dark green man with an antler crown The untamed horned God of ancient times
Spawning the new age The old times waking up Weak humans dominated by their fears, beliefs Will be covered by the landTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
