Lost in a middle of the forest painted black Hundred knights praying bres Can you hear their singing voices Ascending to the moon Here's the gates of Annwn
Lifeless my limbs torpid my tongue
In purple robe sits a warrior old Tellig stories of dead comrade bold Their bodies fell as their spirit rose To the home of the heroes Herjan's hall
Mystic riddles, symbols of the stones See the ancient rites, never known before Revelation, come black sun Burning inner fire, never felt before
Oh when time has come, rise your fist Feel the power that comesfrom the past
Ring of the ancients calling Deep down inside my heart Ring of the ancients calling Proud warrior never die
Creep iron serpent, come almighty bress Sacred pictures drawn of wood Shadows dancing around almighty stones Marching skeletons on battlefieldsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
