The mountains cast their shadow Over silent misted groves
Stirring in the brooding twilight Branches twisted by the cold
By jutting craigs of granite Midst the mildewed roots and mold
Mounds of earth stand foreboding Ancient wrathful pride untold Untold
Where ancient spectres lie
For when the raven Stole the sun Its rays were'nt blinding for everyone
Primal beings still ran Through thicketed moss matted dales Driven on by thunderous warriors tales
Patrolling the edge of the sea Totems in the sand They warn of hateful strength Guarding this hostile land
A canopy of spirits Over the undergrowth Sworn to vengeance on a primal oath
A barrow is dug to house The carcass of the slain The forest, reclaims the flesh A spirit roams with the release of death
Earth crypts of the ancients Where valoured hunters lay Tombs of the elder gods Ever unconcerned with life or light of day
Through gales of the piercing fall Awash with rain Under stormy winters Frosted bane A northern sun is Borne to spring While the summer`s twighlight Gathering
Under ever broadening night Effervescent with ageless flickering light Ever haunted by the warning ravens cry In primal wisdom ancient spectres lie
Where ancient spectres lie The end is nigh For careless beings Unfounded in pride The toothless warren Of a dying breed Will be robbed of their flesh For the forest to feed
For the forest consumes the flesh, of under beings
Where ancient spectres lieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
