B / Briargh / The Call of Gea (A Lost Cry)
Cross the silence of your sad darkness Where the spirits roar in pain A timeless wandering to reach the knowledge... Too many answers... Too many secrets... Let me see the path of the gods What a strange world out of my horizons Immersed in a beautiful fog of mistress So cold and pale A shrine is broken My chants are nightly screams Wolves surround the circle of ancestors And dares me and dares the world with ancient pride Alone, in this mighty forest Drowned in a sea of quiet streams Falling into a distant slumber I've been giving up to rise again Howls crown the hymns around A rebirth from the heart of the goddess Blessed by the old ground of the fatherland My home is the throne of her elder wisdom Ghostly and grey Marble and pure Brave and strong Brave and strong Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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