The peaks of our past will withstand the test of time Magnificent aspects of nature adored With affection we peer across our untouched lands Within every man lies a deep fire burning
Stories told, stories lied, that which we can not hide I let the river run it's course through my veins
Wherein lies the beauty which rekindle our hearts Each step throughout wondrous seasons explored Over perpetual snow we walk with vie and servitude The mountain is our king, the wind our queen
Our stories have no choice So listen to the tempest's voice A flicker on our ancestral shore and there was nothing more
As the smoke recedes Unveiling our futile deeds A walk across divine collapse We wander as centuries elapse
The memories we thought we had are just fragments of what used to be Fruitlessly searching along the banks for someone or something that can not be
The last light dims away, as do our tale A slow descend into the waters of null The glow we had within is what we gave What we found will forever remain lostTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.