Your words come too late Your influence has faded Ruined all your thoughts I'll never be yours
Drowned in hate.. i'll not wait
The greed made you blind I'll leave you behind On fortune i'll pass Your damn haughtiness
I'll search the giant roots Until i've gon through my boots I'll follow the old And forget what you've told
And if it takes a hundred years And if i have to suffer a thousand torments To conquer the highest mountains and deepest rivers I'll keep looking until i find him
The ancient path
The ancient path - way of the forebear Far from the wrath everything becomes clear Path
The truth i have found. A dignified ground But everything all that surrounds me Is marked from gaping wounds