As the rose did nearly wither The five ones might have failed Then hearts would turn to iron And gradual night'd prevail
Fear did wrap the land The mighty mourning bells are stirred And northern winds carry their screams To a place they'll never be heard
Beneath a moonless sky Within the candles light Runestones witnessed a thousand years Archaic rites Of taken lives Let the circle be the gate!
Secret rhymes A parchment full of signs Written in the book, so long ago Gives mortal power to the ones defiled Withered life Becomes revived Let the circle be... the gate!
Als des Nordwinds schaurig Flüstern Hüllt wie Schatten ein mein Herz Kälte längst erfror'ner Tränen Welch entrissen mir mit Schmerz
Quantus tremor est futurus Quando Judex est venturus Cuncta stricte discussurus
As the clouds divide And starlight falls On sacred grounds The eternal call Now see the light As the druids rise
To the one that has been born With the hidden mark of the unicorn As sigh of those who descent from royal blood
For thou shalt ride, do never rest And search the beast that keeps the magic chest Unleash the secret that slumbers In the dark
Reveal the hidden mark!
As the moons last rays Slowly fade away Where the peeks meet the sky horizon is in flames Clouded seas and gusty trees Let the circle be the gate
At the awaking of the sun The ritual is done Another place, another time The galleon will rise again The druids' bane slumbers again Let the circle be the gate
Als des Nordwinds schaurig Flüstern Hüllt wie Schatten ein mein Herz Kälte längst erfror'ner Tränen Welch entrissen mir mit Schmerz
Quantus tremor est futurus Quando Judex est venturus Cuncta stricte discussurus
As the clouds divide And starlight falls On sacred grounds The eternal call Now see the light As the druids riseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
