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