A challenger of times, A traveler tempting death Tempests of brazen light, The temptress to his ascent
The gods, they feared his name Their men, they scorned his quest As he dared to touch the sky in the blazen northern range
Winds of torrential force Reigned the mountain’s crest Surmounting fear of death Embittered soul, a loss of hope Still he climbed, alone
The mystics claimed the lights were of gods But the traveler knew the power to observe, Enduring piercing tempestuous cold Revealing the lights ties to earth
Survivor of storms, which scorched the earth with lore From which belief had grown, irons burdening despair Through knowledge he did dissent The mystics’ egregious lies Though in denial they remain, Spaces of hope resideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
