To the winds we sang trumpetly, over the mountains Drowning the sea of distant sorrow A gilded fire awakened from it's slumber Ascending towards the eastern sky
This land beyond soaked with eternal glamor Whispered voices ascend to a mighty clamor
On the shores of shaded streams Towards it's gates, great branches gleam
As rolling clouds breathed through the vales The fire taken by flight swept by earthly gales Twilight calmly crept beneath the murky mires As the smoke rose through looming distant spires
Shadows rolled over uplands of the forest Shrill the wind blew against the marshes A darkened flame poured from the river Ashen fields burn from nightly embers
Holding forth the shades of dismay Under the glowing amber sky Cold, withered leaves crushed beneath the soil The withered heath harkens to the silence
Under the wailing stars, sent from moonlight Fleeting through the peaks, to echoes of dolor
As rolling clouds breathed through the vales The fire taken by flight swept by earthly gales Twilight calmly crept beneath the murky mires As the smoke rose through looming distant spires