It was so long ago and far away I have forgot the name men called me The axe and spear are like a dream And hunts and wars are like shadows to me
Oh, soul of mine, born out of shadowed hills To clouds and winds and ghosts that shun the sun How many deaths shall serve to break at last this heritage I search my heart and find Cimmeria Land of darkness and the night
Only the stillness of that sombre land The clouds that piled forever on the hills The dimness of the everlasting woods And the lone winds that whispered down the gloom
Oh, soul of mine, born out of shadowed hills To clouds and winds and ghosts that shun the sun How many deaths shall serve to break at last this heritage I search my heart and find Cimmeria Land of darkness and the night
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