A ritual to gain the favour of gods In the dead of night under moonlit skies An offering to the almighty ones A pact to be signed in blood
A storm was brewing The thunder of the gods Roaring in the distance Like primordial echoes
On the open plains in a circle of stones Carved in ages past old as time itself Only the fire to keep us warm As heavy rain started to fall
We gazed into the abyss Visions from beyond the mortal world Saw the realm of the divine Touched by the power of gods
Paying tribute to the ancient ones With the blood of seven animals A ritual from times of yore Passed down by our ancestors
A voice spoke to us from the beyond About an age of great prosperity An age of stone, an age of iron Tales from times long gone byTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
