There's darkness everywhere in the hall of time but a low glowing fire shines on lonly silhouettes nigh colums of chilliads with runes of fate scalds, bards and minstrels stare into the flames
Their lonly voices soar into the silence like a glint into the feeble light some runes start to shine in silvery letters forgotten stories of ruins and never ending blight:
Far away from now in sunken times a fair young maiden followed the wind a will - o'- the - wisp led her astray into a vale of bleakness and grief Thousands of men - struck the marching tune so they died and she greets seeding tears and waiting for harvest
Far away from now in sunken times a travelling lad followed an old path his thoughts stray constantly to the sky where elfs and wyverns fly his colleen by his side with so bright eyes shillelagh won't ever fly again
Far away from now in sunken times an old bard sung with the wind the trees on an old path told him of a place his thoughts still long for A hall of ancient wisdom and lore in the eclipse of abandoned time:
There's darkness ..Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
