To the roots of the mountain runs the red river Before the last sunset the world fades to the cold black The light is slowly swallowed by the unforgiving shadows And then there shall be silence, in the dark winter night
Under cold black sky, lies the ancient wild land Where my old ones lived worshipping ancient forces
In the morning mist, to the blackened beach Hear the lonely sound of the calm waves of the sea The grey clouds are coming, bringing icy snowstorms The world falls asleep and my spirit shall rise again
In the breeze of the night, the evil is at work While the darkness breaks through this land once free
Slow and creepy, the pale moonlight rises up And the power of the forest shall absorb my essence
Old dark world Rise again
Old dark world Rise again
Old dark world Rise again
Darkened land of mine, deprived of the sunlight Through the dark old woods, hear the evil whispering There's nothing left for me, and maybe there never was Memories of landscapes, full of shining darkness
In the breeze of the night, the evil is at work While the darkness breaks through this land once free
Slow and creepy, the pale moonlight rises up And the power of the forest shall absorb my essenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
