Where the wind blows over the mountaintops into the ancient sky And the flowers whither in the shadows of an autumn night Misty fog arises from the valleys and hides the face of the moon Underneath the ground lies a forgotten wisdom deep entombed
As long as ravens ride the nights As long as the spirit of the earth takes seat between the spheres The path beyond was locked behind the gates of consciousness - the mirror of the soul
Time is passing by the mist, is creeping through the deserted land And all the forests throw their leaves into the growing realm of sand A whispered cry which told the tale of earth is hurt from above It drowns the night into bright light and breeds a paradise beyond And the wind unveils the hidden treasure from the soil A sweet melancholy fills the plain with a lovely sound Unleashing the key to the gates of consciousness
Take my hand I'll show you heaven And walk the path beyond with me Together we will stand the night and flee from the void